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Jett Superior laid this on you on || March 19, 2001 || 11:45 pm

I chose a lovely quote to open this evening’s festivities, (it was “My idea of Heaven is a place where the Tyne meets the Delta, where folk music meets the blues.” if you really MUST know; Mark Knopfler said it.) because it perfectly frames the way I feel right now. I just returned from Memphis yesterday evening….I always leave it with a sense of loss and regret pulling at my insides, like I have a suction cup below my ribcage that is sticking mightily to the city. My roots are in the blues. My experiences smack of folk.

You, over there….you ridin’ this train of thought?

So this time I left, knowing full well that I would be back in two short weeks for a very important ‘meeting of the minds’. Somehow that made it worse: I did not have to fully detach myself as I usually do, resigned that I would forever call it ‘home’ no matter where my head and feet rest. It was sort of in reverse. Like I was going away from home for a couple weeks and I would then come back.

The brain is capable of crafting some silver-plated scenarios, ya know?

And, *twilight zone theme fading up here* I checked my e-mail a scant 24 minutes ago and there sat an electronic message from none other than Milton Lee. The one I told you guys about a few weeks back. Eeerrrriiiiieeee….haven’t heard from him in 14 or so years and I open my mouth and puff a person back into my life. Key-rayzee.

I am proud of myself, though. I haven’t hyperventilated yet. Part of what he wrote:

“You were my closest friend in high school. I have some of your letters.”

My cosmic bell has been rung loudly several times in the last several months. I wonder, what is it that I am being called to?

Nobody worked it out »

Don´t be shy. Lay it on me.

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