i wish that words were trees.
so the wilderness happens tonight. my truck is still in the shop, not great. must find shorts, not great. must buy honey white bread and peanut butter because heathers family is understandably unwilling to facilitate to the lack of meat in my diet. must make it through this workday unscathed. its my last day here and it seems so anti-climactic, my boss is out of town, as always, so its just another day where i tell russell what to do and he gets paid more than i do.
show last night was good, not my best by any means, but good. two strangers that resembled people i once knew were there. it had been so long and one changed completely where as the other was quite poissibly even wearing the same outfit in which i last saw him. So many years and i still get that little twitter when he is around. not healthy sarah jo. It is very hard to not be enamored with someone when you have been practicing for years. Where as with the changed individual, i feel nothing. no anger, no love just nothing, and what a refreshing concept that is.
i have my gena again. she is the same as she was. no more pretention and no more snyde comments. happy. as if portland had never stolen her from the mountains.
sj
show last night was good, not my best by any means, but good. two strangers that resembled people i once knew were there. it had been so long and one changed completely where as the other was quite poissibly even wearing the same outfit in which i last saw him. So many years and i still get that little twitter when he is around. not healthy sarah jo. It is very hard to not be enamored with someone when you have been practicing for years. Where as with the changed individual, i feel nothing. no anger, no love just nothing, and what a refreshing concept that is.
i have my gena again. she is the same as she was. no more pretention and no more snyde comments. happy. as if portland had never stolen her from the mountains.
sj