Epilogue

Jan 04, 2005 00:42

I am not what you think I am
But what you know
I'm the maker of wings
That you teach me
Teach me to sew
My wonder is Yours
As you trip to the sea
I'll be your breath
In this place where we will meet

In this place where we will meet

In this place where we will meet

.....Peter Murphy will be singing me away...

I am so scared yet so excited to leave and live by the ocean...

Looks like Im leaving Wednesday as long as I can get Talula fixed. Her upper ball joint is broken on the right side:( Hopefully it wont cost too much. I got her re-registered and a new drivers license today...with my address showing as 420 Black Rock Street. heehee. Weather over the high sierras is shitty, but clearing a little Wednesday. It's my window. I talked to Ryan earlier and I cant wait to see him. Holy shit! Part of me cant believe Im doing this. Part of me has been waiting to do this forever. Weird mix. Im surprisingly unemotional about leaving, which I think is a blessing. If Im too attached I'll never go anywhere. I need to go. I am sure that this will be the start of something great. My fire inside seems to have resurfaced. FINALLY!!!

I will really miss all of you here. I have had some amazing times with most of you over the last few years. I will miss dancing the most immediantely, most assuredly, but I will just have to find a new dance floor. More importantly a new DJ. Hard shoes to fill. I have been spoiled, I know it. I have loved it. It has been my most important sanity maintenance for the last few years. My most heartfelt thank you to all of you who have been keeping me alive with music. I will try to find a computer when I get settled and give you a full update on my adventure. I'll let you know what kind of gothic freaks I find in the Bay area! I will be looking...
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