Heavenly. utterly heavenly.
I stood between her legs. She was elevated on the stage. and she played more beautiful, then ive ever heard. I got to swipe broken strands of horsehair cello string that she had snapped. "I rock so hard I break things..."
So close, so incredibly close, at some points I feared being impaled by her bow, she just looks out distantly over their heads and lets all her emotion show.
she is a diety, in all of her starkly unique creativity, in her vulnerable humanity, and defiant strength.
i dressed well, i was in fabulous company. the whole right wing of the stage was taken over by mills girls...it was cute really.
further down toward the left side, love birds only vexed me slightly... I just have to alter my thinking now and again. Remind myself that I dont miss her, I only miss the being with someone aspect. It was never right, she was never right for me, and I cant let my want for a relationship taunt me into sulleness. Also...Im forcing myself to play nice with the girl, the other girl. i avidly hated her for those fists that dont belong raised against that which she claims to adore
...but...but...theres nothing i can do. hating her. is pointless. like hating a 5 year old. you cant hate a kid.
i gave her a piece of the cello string i stole.
so much to do, so very much to do before i take off tommorow in the a.m. for san diego...
pilgrimage to the godess.
I stood between her legs. She was elevated on the stage. and she played more beautiful, then ive ever heard. I got to swipe broken strands of horsehair cello string that she had snapped. "I rock so hard I break things..."
So close, so incredibly close, at some points I feared being impaled by her bow, she just looks out distantly over their heads and lets all her emotion show.
she is a diety, in all of her starkly unique creativity, in her vulnerable humanity, and defiant strength.
i dressed well, i was in fabulous company. the whole right wing of the stage was taken over by mills girls...it was cute really.
further down toward the left side, love birds only vexed me slightly... I just have to alter my thinking now and again. Remind myself that I dont miss her, I only miss the being with someone aspect. It was never right, she was never right for me, and I cant let my want for a relationship taunt me into sulleness. Also...Im forcing myself to play nice with the girl, the other girl. i avidly hated her for those fists that dont belong raised against that which she claims to adore
...but...but...theres nothing i can do. hating her. is pointless. like hating a 5 year old. you cant hate a kid.
i gave her a piece of the cello string i stole.
so much to do, so very much to do before i take off tommorow in the a.m. for san diego...
pilgrimage to the godess.
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Have a good time this weekend!!!!!!
I am offically packed for my pilgramage!
*extremefuckinexcitement*
Only 7 hours and I get to leave. damn A.M. flights. they are the bane of all travel. but, at least it means my ears wont stay laggish even through the concert. that would BLOW.
ciao bebs!
[Edited on Feb 08, 2003]