voice: Aug. 11, 2002 (5:43 pm)

when i skimmed through the dance of days last summer i was bored but jealous of a few years, a few month, a few moments of shows. i wanted to be there; not here ffteen years later where the punks smoke by the metro.

lately i feel like i'm alive in a wonderful world. (blocked out by despair)

i saw a wonderful accoutic guitar playing woman and had the most magnificent time listening to kathi wilcox's band formed for ladyfest.

i was there.

and the best part about these places is that i find it impossible to just sit there and not think about what i could do.

and it's so weird to be there; seeing these voices that i listened to so much when i was younger talk on cell phones and laugh at their mistakes.

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