What happened next today was that my dear old pal, Kim, and I listened to music. What a wonderful pleasure it is to just meander through music. Kim and I have been listening to music for decades, since we were teenagers playing to death Joni Mitchell and early Fleetwood Mac (Oh Well).
Today, we were more in the mode of Richard Thompson, Teddy Thompson, Aretha Franklin, Etta James, Ani DeFranco, and a bunch of other stuff. Ginny joined in to the listening. Really, quite a bit of joy to listen to music with friends. And we all did a bit of dancing. Something I think we don't do much as adults. And how sad that is.
I spend a lot of time alone, which is fine with me. It is always an interesting challenge when I go visit folks to BE with people for extended periods of time. I do forget myself to some degree. I forget some of what I need and what I am doing in the excitement and "high" of hanging out with friends. Hard to know if I am falling off of my path, or just taking a different route for awhile.
Still in Albany.
Coming down from the pizza high (I made about seven or eight pizzas between last night and this afternoon).
Too tired to drive.
But friends, pizza, Richard Thompson, and plenty of Aretha Franklin. Some of the best of what my life contains.