Just Kids by Patti Smith
“We wanted, it seemed, what we already had, a lover and a friend to create with, side by side. To be loyal, yet be free.”
I am forever grateful that this was the final book I read in 2018.
This book understood me before a new year of my life started.
It allowed me to accept who I am.
Accept myself as an artist.
As a partner.
As an alone individual.
Patti understands me, even though she will never know it.
She will never know she spoke to me when I had no one to speak to.
She understood me when I did not understand any part of myself.
She comforted me by making me feel less guilty about the ways I live and internalize things.
I am forever grateful for this book.
I am forever grateful that I can read it over again page by page.
I am forever grateful this book came into my life when I did.
And that I read it when I did.
I am grateful for the eloquent writing and for the way she made me feel less alone.
I know Patti did not write this book for me.
In fact, she wrote it for herself. And Robert.
But I can't seem to put into words how much clarity this book brought me
in a time of confusion and guilt.
I can't help but thank a friend and mentor of mine, Mary, for gifting me this book
because she knew I would love it.
Maybe she even knew I needed it.
It seems Mary understands me like Patti does.
Even if I am the only one that will ever know that.