Every time I...

hear a song from west side story,
look at my computer screen,
see a box of candy,
think something smells like a Rue 21,
see something black and white,
hear the song For the Longest Time,
order a hamburger,
hear a piano,
fire my laser,
smell pop corn,
read a comic book,
play Halo,
see a Buhrmaster campaign sign,
look up at the stars,
dance like an idiot,
pull an old ticket stub out of my pocket,
eat Pringles,
receive a cumbersome cocktail umbrella,
misspell the word discs,
encounter a wild Koffing,
play Animal crossing,
buckle my belt,
look out my window and don’t see a tree,
wish I had a camera,
see that it’s 9:19 am,
wake up on the last day of the month,
apologize,
trip over a plastic box of coins,
look at a soda bottle cap,
hear clapping,
look over the contents of my floor,
realize that you could do a mash-up of a pair of songs,
pick up a sea shell,
am afraid,
play checkers,
eat a blooming onion,
am cold,
take a photo,
feel grateful,
walk through Fonda,
get something in the mail about college,
browse eBay,
bypass the school’s proxy,
can’t sleep,
take a free sample,
think about aliens,
eat jelly-bellys,
watch a Disney movie,
hear dial-up,
take break from making this list to grab a snack,
identify wood,
eat a dinner alone,
read a Cosmogirl,
hear a cheesy love quote,
watch a cartoon re-run from the 90’s,
try to concentrate on something else,
realize my socks don’t match,
think of where I’m going to be 10 years from now,
hear a really awesome song,
need cheering up,
look at my door,

...I end up thinking of you.