Me: Hi Den! I miss you!
Dennis: I miss you too.
Me: Sorry for interrupting you earlier. I had just woken up from a nap and wasn’t quite awake when I called you. I didn’t realize you’d still be working.
Dennis: No big deal.
Me: How’s your day?
Dennis: Pretty cool. Just talking with Donnie right now.
Me: Donnie who?
Dennis: Wahlberg. 50 Cent’s here, too.
I have a feeling like these conversations are going to become more regular now that filming’s about to begin. I’m really excited Dennis is so into his job and I’m a little freaked out that he can just drop those names in a two minute long-distance phone call. Part of me is super jealous that he’s working on this kind of project; the other part of me is really thankful that I can take a nap in the early evening and then wake up to read A Thousand Splendid Suns in the perfect, creaking, comfort of my city apartment in Brazil. He’s working so hard–twelve, thirteen hours a day–but he’s doing something he absolutely loves. And while it’s hard to talk to him only once or twice a day for a couple minutes at a time, I fully understand and recognize that he’s happy. And as long as that’s the case for both of us, everything’s gonna be okay.
Realization after a night of sleep: Dennis knows a New Kid. What I would have given to have that kind of connection when I was in fifth grade.