Yeah...a year. Tomorrow I goto JuJuBeats, but not as a 2nd time partier and virgin to the rave scene. Tomorrow I enter onto a transformed scene, one that my old hands are greatful for infusing with my life.
It's helped to teach me the importance of friendship over career pursuits. I should never have lost that simplicity. But now that I see again, I realize that my peers are those grown-ups that I so never wanted to be. It's a catch......and one until death they will not relinquish.
I'm wearing his ring again. It feels like it was never off. It means more than I'm lonely--I am. I'll be surrounded by friends tonight at D.R.'s place, but still I'll be lonely. The ring means that I cannot run anymore unless running means running back to finish. The Cottage. (Legend)
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The daily jazz of my mind, as pure & honest as possible; but know that words are themselves filters of the original thought/idea.
