Well, concert over, and the cast party did wonders for my ego.
And thankfully, Mr. Monseur forgave me for insulting him during my Hee-Haw bit Saturday night. (He's the conductor.)
Almost done moving.
Problem being, I keep finding myself feeling like the 2nd verse of one of the songs we sang this concert...
"I've got this emptiness deep inside me and it won't let me go...I'm not a man who likes to swear, but I've never been fond of the sound of being alone..."-Neil Diamond, "I Am, I Said"
I realize life goes on. I realize I have options. Just doesn't change the weird feeling I got after the cast party. Not sure how to put it...Like another chapter ending, and the page hasn't turned yet.
That and the page on GLB history of the '70's David read after the video. So many ups and downs, and an entire decade before Gay Cancer, GRID, and the "cold shower" of the '80's. Mind you, I was born in 1975, so I missed MOST of the relevance of this stuff in my adult life, but I can't help wondering if the next generation of faggots, twinks, drag queens, and bears have any idea of the amount of shit the population went through to get us where we are today? (Mind you, I still reserve the right to think of Larry Kramer as a self-important fucktwat, but still, he does have a place in the legacy.)
I know, I'm getting misty-eyed over something I never really knew. So just ignore me.
- Music:" I am I said"-Neil Diamond