So, yes, I had a lovely day with
I have been listening to a Dar Williams song all evening, and crying. It's the good sort of crying, though, the crying that happens when a song just shakes you all to pieces. Which this song hasn't ceased to do no matter how many times I've listened to it. She's very good and I wish I had more. I know this is all a bit Bono of me, but some days I really can't bear the thought that other people don't experience music the way I do - for their sakes. How patronising is that? I'm sorry. I mean, I don't mean to be patronising, obviously, but I know it is. But I feel the same way with everything beautiful I see or read or hear, that I wish everyone else could see it, or get the same things from reading it, or whatever. Don't we all? I think I used to want to keep these things to myself - I still do, a bit, there are songs I still get a tug of uneasiness about putting on CD for people. My god, this journal entry is turning into one by someone whose journal I couldn't read half the time because their journal entries all sounded like this. I'll stop now.
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