01-13-02 - 8:20 a.m.
quality time with berries. she worked the front desk and watched a movie in an empty room. we talked about boys and friends and winter formal. we bought a game for my new computer. things were great until we had an argument in red lobster and she bolted for the bathroom. she insists i forced her out of desperation to live with her estranged father in a closet on wheels.
if you came with an instruction book, i said, i'd be a better parent.
we worked it out. she spent the night and installed the computer game. she even downloaded bruce for me.
i'm trying to remember the angst of being 15. time softens the shit, no matter what generation you are. i've forgotten the anguish of broken friendships and bittersweet crushes, but thanks to berries, i'm remembering what it's like to learn that your parents are horribly human.