February 22, 2010

I'm having a memory of the Little Feat concert that I went to in January with my dad and brother. We had dinner at Al's, just the three of us. Nate sat in the back seat, letting me have the heated seat in the front.

At the show, Daddy and I danced side by side, right up front. He also told me that it was the best Little Feat show he's ever seen. I had seen them by myself at the bluegrass fest in San Fran, and I think I feel the same way. Sharing that kind of high energy with the people who have known you all of your life is like pure exhilaration. This show didn't have guys throwing free pot at your face, I wasn't in a fresh, outdoor venue and there was no whiskey in my water bottle. But none of those things were a deficiency for me.

So today, I'm sitting around with a headache, exhausted from a long day of work and I'm trying to figure out what exactly is lacking. The people I love- would that be a safe assumption? Probably. Because those people are right at my fingertips. There's a spirit in me that really can't seem to go away, but when I hide it, I'm alone. And that's no fun.

How to summon the spirit:

1. Stretch every morning while the coffee brews
2. Eat breakfast
3. Don't get dressed until it's time to leave the house or someone comes over
4. Go outside-even if it seems like you'd rather die-and walk around
5. Think happy thoughts-even if it seems like you'd rather die
6. DO NOT submit to all the demands of the day-save at least one for tomorrow

Love, love, love.

'The fat man is crying on his hands and his knees
Back in the peacetime he caught roses on the stage
...To float like the smoke from a lithium dream.'

-Josh Ritter