"and til this day, all the events that followed all still seem like a distant dream..."-a.w.
rachel and i came up to ny from dc to visit mike in either 1999 or 2000. well, i did, rachel had never met him before. we stayed at his parents'. the same posters from his dorm room in baltimore plastered on the walls. familiarity in an unfamiliar place. i still smile when looking at old photos from that dorm room.
we went to see a show at brownies. a band that both rachel and i loved. the singer was a jerk. he really, really thought very highly of himself. lashed out at the crowd.
even the band's shirts were obnoxious, the reason i never bought one. but their lyrics said so many of the things that i felt. and the music was amazing. the fact that the singer was this good looking ass detracted from my enjoyment of the whole show.
fast forward about 4 years. to detroit. another show. a different band. same impression.
fast forward maybe 10 months. back in new york. but living here this time. first impressions, especially my own, can rarely be trusted. one of my favorite people reveals himself to me. i think it was one drunken night at lit. when i'd first moved here. before i had a job. before i got used to nights out til 4 am.
for a.j.s.
a true friend in the midst of fakes.
you're so fucking great.
"no way out
i've accepted my own destiny
in the end
i've found life is making your own history...
no way out
i gave the very best of me
cause in the end
i've found you lose
when you give everything"
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