Monday, July 03, 2006

60 days.

Last night the words 'I spent the night in jail' were spoken by someone who shares rent with me. Never thought those words would ever be spoken in this home. Seven years in this place and that was a new one. Talk about a point in the 'get the hell out of Dodge department'.

60 days left and what's left to be heard? I think after last night we pretty much covered the last on the list.

I'm looking forward to hitting the road (bonus points for anyone that gets the photo reference) but just want it to begin. My dad would say you can't wish yourself into the future but packing up seven years of memories and yeah I want it all to just begin.

Still not allowing myself to really reflect on the move. Can't bring myself to deal with the emotions but the day is coming when it is all going to wash over me. Today isn't that day though.

Tomorrow the neighborhood peeps and I will be having us some grilling goodness and then it's all work and no play until July 2007.


Anonymous said...

Well, let's I get the bonus points to know what point in the song Laverne and Shirley sing about "nothin’s gonna turn us back now, Straight ahead and on the track now. We’re gonna make our dreams come true, doin’ it our way."

I so admire you, Chele. There are not many of us who get the chance to live our passion and actually do it. So many of us go through life with our dreams inside us.

Huge hugs!

Chele said...

I guess I should say two points - because that's a great one but not the intended...

Thanks for the kind words though

Showtune said...

Grillin'! Awwwwwwwww, I miss it. Wait! I can start Monday! Woo hoo! Now, listen, touring isn't THAT bad. I know you . . . YOU'LL PLAY!!!!!!!

Anonymous said...

Better late than never, Milwaukee.