Friday, July 06, 2007

Missing club ing

Cam is nagging at me about going out.  Tonight it was a concert.  A couple of guys called ing.  That’s the name of their group, anyway.

"It's not like a club scene," Cam said.  "Some of the music is really pretty.  Some of it's just kind of, I don't know, odd."

I didn't say anything.

"I think you'd like them," Cam said.  "Not just their music, but the whole feel of it."

He found some of their music for me to listen to.  It was really whole and clear and sweet.  When I thought of just being there and getting to hear them play, I wanted it.

But when I thought of everything between where I am now and where they are, playing, I just couldn't.

It was more than I could imagine doing.

Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever have to go outside again.  I wish I didn't.

I want to just stay here.

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