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Hm, it's been a while since I've written in this thing, hasn't it? How are things with old Oxy, you might ask... Well, things are alright. I just got back from having a wonderful Sunday supper with mum, she insisted I come over *grins* What kind of son would I be to refuse her invite, not to mention her wonderful cooking?! She spoils me, she always has. I believe Ukiby would call it an only-child syndrome *grins* I'm not complaining, however.
I've popped in on Pete and Roger from time to time, and I've been mailing with Pino when I get a chance. Ever since the start of the European leg of the tour, when Pino allowed me to play, he and I have really begun to get along. I was indifferent to him before, but now I'd truly consider him a friend. I think they picked the right man for the job *smiles* I plan to join them early next month in Los Angeles at the Bowl for one or both gigs, which should be a great time. I always loved performing there, and I enjoy the nightlife of the city. Lord, did we get into some trouble in our younger days... Christ, haha. I'll spare you all the details, however. I'm guessing some of them you really don't want to know about *grins mischieviously* Then, I'm going to be at the Toronto show as well, plus perhaps a few here and there. *smiles* Nothing can keep me away from the road, away from the fans... It was always my favourite part of my profession. It's hard to express the feeling of being in an arena, in front of the lights, all eyes on you, with thousands... TENS of thousands... of people singing along to songs YOU wrote... It's an amazing feeling.
Late last night, after most were asleep, I took a walk 'round the stow, to try to think about some things and to clear my head. I was alone, aside from Whiskey Man, who kept me some company *grins* I just needed time to relax, and the stow is the best place for me. It only takes a few minutes out there before I start to feel better. Thoughts crossed my mind yesterday... I wondered what would have happened, had I not returned; or rather, not returned in this fashion. I would have returned, but perhaps only to the knowledge of my family, Pete, Roger, and a few select others. I wouldn't have gotten a Journal, nor would have met all of you. You all mean quite a lot to me now, don't get me wrong, but I still wonder how things would have been if I didn't have this outlet. Through everything with Ali, and not once, but twice having to go through June 27th, through anniversaries of things both that I would and would NOT like to remember... You've all been there for me, as have mum, Christopher, and Pete and Rog. Perhaps if I hadn't come back in this way, I may not have stayed as long as I have... I may have come back shortly, but then left again, after everything with Ali went to hell, or when my old habits came back too fast, too hard. Though, things could have possibly been the same as they are now, and therein lies the conundrum. I suppose we'll just never know.
...Or, I wonder what would happen if I simply got rid of this journal, but still made appearances on messenger from time to time... Or vice versa, no messenger, only the journal, how many people would forget about me, or how many people would simply just let me go, versus those who would still try to keep contact. It's an interesting thing to ponder, that. I'm not saying I'll do this, but rather, the contrary - I won't get rid of it. But after all, these are merely the ramblings of a mind with too many thoughts going through it at once.
Anyhow, that said, how are all of you?
I've popped in on Pete and Roger from time to time, and I've been mailing with Pino when I get a chance. Ever since the start of the European leg of the tour, when Pino allowed me to play, he and I have really begun to get along. I was indifferent to him before, but now I'd truly consider him a friend. I think they picked the right man for the job *smiles* I plan to join them early next month in Los Angeles at the Bowl for one or both gigs, which should be a great time. I always loved performing there, and I enjoy the nightlife of the city. Lord, did we get into some trouble in our younger days... Christ, haha. I'll spare you all the details, however. I'm guessing some of them you really don't want to know about *grins mischieviously* Then, I'm going to be at the Toronto show as well, plus perhaps a few here and there. *smiles* Nothing can keep me away from the road, away from the fans... It was always my favourite part of my profession. It's hard to express the feeling of being in an arena, in front of the lights, all eyes on you, with thousands... TENS of thousands... of people singing along to songs YOU wrote... It's an amazing feeling.
Late last night, after most were asleep, I took a walk 'round the stow, to try to think about some things and to clear my head. I was alone, aside from Whiskey Man, who kept me some company *grins* I just needed time to relax, and the stow is the best place for me. It only takes a few minutes out there before I start to feel better. Thoughts crossed my mind yesterday... I wondered what would have happened, had I not returned; or rather, not returned in this fashion. I would have returned, but perhaps only to the knowledge of my family, Pete, Roger, and a few select others. I wouldn't have gotten a Journal, nor would have met all of you. You all mean quite a lot to me now, don't get me wrong, but I still wonder how things would have been if I didn't have this outlet. Through everything with Ali, and not once, but twice having to go through June 27th, through anniversaries of things both that I would and would NOT like to remember... You've all been there for me, as have mum, Christopher, and Pete and Rog. Perhaps if I hadn't come back in this way, I may not have stayed as long as I have... I may have come back shortly, but then left again, after everything with Ali went to hell, or when my old habits came back too fast, too hard. Though, things could have possibly been the same as they are now, and therein lies the conundrum. I suppose we'll just never know.
...Or, I wonder what would happen if I simply got rid of this journal, but still made appearances on messenger from time to time... Or vice versa, no messenger, only the journal, how many people would forget about me, or how many people would simply just let me go, versus those who would still try to keep contact. It's an interesting thing to ponder, that. I'm not saying I'll do this, but rather, the contrary - I won't get rid of it. But after all, these are merely the ramblings of a mind with too many thoughts going through it at once.
Anyhow, that said, how are all of you?