went to barbes for the first time in a year, if not more tonight. mainly liked the band. the last song was awesome. i am normally totally capitalized by the lap steel--why is it a guitar? why steel? what is the bar thingy? but the one in use tonight had a therminesque twang and also looked like it was electric and/or the base? was made of ikea esque wood--no beauty
isn't it crazy the same instrument is used to pay the violin or the fiddle and how different they sound. i don't see the difference in playing style which makes the difference.
sat outside at a cafe and read around dinnerish time and saw several families with young kids reunite for the day, dad clearly coming home from work. not gonna lie it tugged on my heart strings. everywhere was full of babies and young kids out today. i guess the nice weather will do it.
sf was all about kids and do i want them or not yesterday and when and how to make the choice--and then what about marathons choice.
i kinda just want a ring on my finger from him. no need for a ceremony. just something i can wear adn show to the outside world and as a reminder to myself when i am alone.
had some disturbing thoughts about what would happen if he died, would my parents go to his funeral, what would my role be, who would be responsible for dealing with all his stuff, how could i go back to having roommates. and mainly how much of a little kid i would feel like during that process. a little of this comes from him not calling me before he got on the plane. wtf.
no coffee in the morning. need to get to work early--my own fault. reading a book i was liking, think i will continue to but i just read the back cover and now i'm not as confident. the believers by zoe heller.