So, when I came back from England, my friend gave me back my spare car key and for some reason i could not find my main key... and with it my normal key chain, a brass bangle. Rummaging through my storage, I came upon a gift a friend brought me from China before I left on this trip... half joke, half serious, it is a fur swab something akin to a rabbits foot. I reluctantly attached it to my spare keys and began hauling it around that afternoon, feeling a great disconnect from the odd fur thing. After all, it had a coziness that seemed unbefitting to Maui. As i walked down the street with a friend, I pulled it out and we just started laughing. "It needs a name," she stated. "Luis," I promptly responded. There was no debate. (I have no idea where I came up with that at the moment.)
I wasn't particularly fond of my new ever present companion, nor his oddly incongruent name, however, my first couple days back were rather solitary ones and i found myself saying (sometimes aloud) "Well, Luis, here we go" every time i got him out to get in my car or go in my house... hahahaha. And its stuck. Even now with my friends more often around, when I leave to drive home and pull my keys out of my bag I tend to comment "Well, its you and me, Luis." Or something after that fashion. Hahaha. Strange to say that now I got my normal key ring back I am not sure whether to go on with Luis, or go back to normal. Maybe normal...but since when have i been normal?! ;)
Luis.
