Nov 09, 2008 11:36
I can always remember how awkward, how shy and ultimately how intimidated I was everytime I would see her, thus, the irony of ironies: she was one of the only people in the Scene I would see a lot but couldn't talk to.
This went on for the 5 years I've been in the Scene.
I'll always be grateful for the one time she came to a Freak Bowling event and actually got the one chance to rustle up the nerve to talk to her. How was I to know it would be my only opportunity.
That's all I have to reflect on. The rest of you are far richer in your experiences. Cherish them; deeply cherish them.
those who mourn,
scene,
freak bowling,
death,
event