keep awake until ...
it's not a special photo, not a special scene, but it's really special for me.
last weekend, i left my city, tour with my band, we have three gigs in three city at two days. we all lived in the north city of our country, but the third gig was in the south city, so we took the night bus, when we arrived the south, it was morning.
we took a rest in one friend's house. a big house, clean, light and comfortable. all my band-mates fell in sleep quickly. quiet around. i smoked at balcony, all i could see was gray sky, green paddy, small buildings, a close-by airport, looked airplanes flying-off and put-down... but here was not in a country, still in a city, the biggest city in the south of country.
i wanna but i couldn't just enjoy the simple scene, i took a seat and opened my laptop, went on my work-case. (the deadline of this case is near.) i couldn't fall in sleep even i really felt so tired... and to be honest, i didn't know when i really slept at the table, my band-mate said he called me and i had no respond.
felt confused and lost.
finally that gig is really good and special. the cafe-shop we perform at just looks like a ruin building. sunshine lights outside the windows, every audience looks so easy and enjoy... even we stay in ruin. (it's somewhere i'm searching, isn't it? when i'm bemused in the music i think about that...)
when i sit there, all i want to say is (i know i shouldn't say that so i hide them in a song called "dream") :
a l w a y s w i s h y o u w e r e h e r e.