June 29, 1999
Turning the corner
I feel like I have been swallowed whole by the passions of another. It is a curious
feeling unlike any other I have experienced. I am searching my mind for ways to express
the desire, the emotions, the flagrant confusion I feel when confronted by the gems of
beauty laid upon my pillow by my Princess, the Angel who has captured my heart. I am so
fortunate to be surrounded by people, not just my Auburn Warrior, but also my wonderful,
dear, sweet Butterfli without whom I would not be on my adventure with Sati,
discovering what it is to believe completely in my own mortality. I am, quite possibly,
the luckiest man alive.
I have to pause and reiterate that this year started in the worst possible way and I
was convinced, for the first 5 months, that 1999 was going to be quite possibly the worst
year to date. How wrong I was.
My pain is subsiding and I feel that by tomorrow I shall be back to my regular self,
planning my MC duties for Lynn's wedding this weekend and looking forward to the time when
I can take 3 days and head for Western New York in search of my Damsel In Distress. (Well,
hardly in distress, but maybe in old jeans and a t-shirt...)
I really managed to freak everybody out with yesterday's Jekyll and Hyde impersonation.
I guess there were things that I wanted to say, but in retrospect trying to make a
patchwork quilt out of newspapers and cardboard isn't going to happen. Let's just treat it
as an anomaly and get back to reality...
|"There's no more to say
So save your
breath and walk away..."
-Cher, Strong Enough
Taken from January
1999. I am still in awe of the effect other people's writing
has on me.
"This matters. It matters now and it means something now. I
won't recall the emotion when I read this. The feeling will evade me months or years from
now, but like the drunk who only makes sense to himself I am, at this moment, significant
in my evaluation."