here I sit
trying to wrap my brain around the fact that I am about to get on a plane and head to NY. I have a hard time believing that I am about to see Cory and Indigo, although I know that I am. I have a hard time believing that I am going to see New Model Army's 30th anniversary shows after all, but I am. I have a hard time with the idea of meeting one of my closest, but internet based friends who is my polar opposite but I am going to. I have a seriously large conflict about going to Ground Zero for the first time, but I know that I will - and I wonder if I will even like New York.
It's all a big mysterious adventure.
For some reason I'm nervous about the flight. I usually never am these days - but I am nervous this time. Maybe it's just that I have no reference whatsoever for where I'm landing. That's what I am hoping anyway - I don't want to be anxious about flight again. Looks like it might be time to skydive again....just to keep that under control.
So I'm off in search of marzipan, the perfect bagel and some of my favorite people. (looking at you too sanctuarymoon ) I just hope that my body and my luggage make it there, that my 'weather' checks are true and that I can catch just a little bit of sleep in flight before all hell breaks loose on Brooklyn, in the form of Indigo, Cory and myself. They're not going to know what hit em.
It's all a big mysterious adventure.
For some reason I'm nervous about the flight. I usually never am these days - but I am nervous this time. Maybe it's just that I have no reference whatsoever for where I'm landing. That's what I am hoping anyway - I don't want to be anxious about flight again. Looks like it might be time to skydive again....just to keep that under control.
So I'm off in search of marzipan, the perfect bagel and some of my favorite people. (looking at you too sanctuarymoon ) I just hope that my body and my luggage make it there, that my 'weather' checks are true and that I can catch just a little bit of sleep in flight before all hell breaks loose on Brooklyn, in the form of Indigo, Cory and myself. They're not going to know what hit em.