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after last night I stood on my balcony and watched lightning carve apart the sky for an hour. It was one of the most peaceful moments of my life; beuatiful music echoing out of my room, while beams of light pierced the deep blue silhouettes of late night. It was intensely personal, a brand of introspection I haven't engaged in for a long time. It felt like I was lifting above a morass of the crap we immerse ourselves in day after day. It reminded me of my time in the Phillipines; long nights spent watching forks of brightness and just being there. last night my thoughts moved slowly, but they didn't need to go fast. It was just mine. My space. And I've found it so hard to get that. And life seemed clear last night. Well if not clear, at least concievable. Epiphanies coasting on the wings of quasi-drunken thoughts? We'll see.
And man I'm digging on dinner parties right now. Such a wonderful collection of people and a wonderful occasion. Drinks, jokes, vigorous conversation and the occasional powerspew. As of Tuesday i will have been to 4 5 course meals in the space of two weeks with 4 completely different groups of people. but I think last night was the one when I really knew I was at the right place.
And man I'm digging on dinner parties right now. Such a wonderful collection of people and a wonderful occasion. Drinks, jokes, vigorous conversation and the occasional powerspew. As of Tuesday i will have been to 4 5 course meals in the space of two weeks with 4 completely different groups of people. but I think last night was the one when I really knew I was at the right place.