who gets to learn to dance before his race is run
sigh of pleasure... tonight beth and i and my dad went to see the inimitable james taylor at breslin arena in lansing. it was amazing. it was spiritual. hearing that man croon "line 'em up" damn near sent me into the throes of ecstasy. he played so many great songs, old and new. and for his first encore, he fuckin played "steamroller." beth and i were howling; we *LOVE* that song. it was wondrous. and it made me so peaceful...that's how i feel right now. at peace. it was honestly good for my soul. i want to do more things that are good for my soul and less things that are bad... i had a really hard week this week. things that i thought were faded and just vague sad memories came back to hurt me... and i was very depressed for a couple days. but i talked to chuck about it, and he helped me really put things in perspective. it was healing. just like james. he's a healer. friends have changed with the changing angles of the sun - that's what alan lightman says in einstein's dreams. but i'm going to be all right. more about that later ... i'm on my way to peaceful gentle dreams...