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i'm feeling entirely too sentimental right now. last night was my first taste of the montreal jazz festival. it was amazing. i saw (the great) etta james and eric bibb. the concert was amazing, but what blew me away was how content and satisfied i felt despite of the concert. being at the concert, at the festival, in montreal, it all just ... clicked. i love it. there is no other word. i love montreal and i LOVE jazz -- if only i could break into the world. it had just been so long since i've smiled continuously for over an hour merely because i was so happy, not because i was laughing at someone's jokes.
i don't really know how to put it in words, but it was an amazing feeling.
i'm going home in six days. which means 6 days of literally living at the jazz festival. if that feeling was triggered by the festival, then i'll be there until i have to leave (unfortunately which is before it concludes)
i'm listening to my funny valentine (the etta james version) and that smile is coming back, which is why i started to write this entry. i will admit though, that i'm entirely excited to be going home. i hope my summer brings happiness with family and friends and creates enough memories to help me get through next year.
a year ago, i was so freaking young, so different, but it feels like just yesterday taht i was back home, and we were playing the highlights festival. they say that before you die, your life flashes before your eyes, this year i was hit by flashbacks. i think that calling this year a transition into a new part of my life is an understatement, i still have my ways, but its like the old part of me died, all of the unwanted parts that is.
i don't really know what i'm saying, its just a stream of thoughts coming out. to sum it up, montreal IS home, sudbury is where my friends and family live, i think i'm PMSing and i can't wait to see everyone.
love and laughter
brittany
ps, find something taht makes you smile for no reason -- its such a drug and i'm addicted
i don't really know how to put it in words, but it was an amazing feeling.
i'm going home in six days. which means 6 days of literally living at the jazz festival. if that feeling was triggered by the festival, then i'll be there until i have to leave (unfortunately which is before it concludes)
i'm listening to my funny valentine (the etta james version) and that smile is coming back, which is why i started to write this entry. i will admit though, that i'm entirely excited to be going home. i hope my summer brings happiness with family and friends and creates enough memories to help me get through next year.
a year ago, i was so freaking young, so different, but it feels like just yesterday taht i was back home, and we were playing the highlights festival. they say that before you die, your life flashes before your eyes, this year i was hit by flashbacks. i think that calling this year a transition into a new part of my life is an understatement, i still have my ways, but its like the old part of me died, all of the unwanted parts that is.
i don't really know what i'm saying, its just a stream of thoughts coming out. to sum it up, montreal IS home, sudbury is where my friends and family live, i think i'm PMSing and i can't wait to see everyone.
love and laughter
brittany
ps, find something taht makes you smile for no reason -- its such a drug and i'm addicted