I had forgotten fog in fall, driving home to sleep.

Oct 19, 2008 05:51

After 6 hours in the bar, making money, smiling, shining, and poisoning people I go dancing. There is almost no one there when I arrive. I walk right past topher, djing, without recognizing him. Per usual ( Read more... )

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joysophine October 21 2008, 05:30:18 UTC
meaning of life :)

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wakingupdancing October 23 2008, 02:53:19 UTC
Sounds exactly like what I'm looking for....and what I'm no longer finding....when I dance. Dance is movement, yes, but deeper still it is feeling and pure being. Without those, what's the point?

I'm glad you found that place!

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Nooooooo! kellashandra October 25 2008, 14:07:33 UTC
I have such faith in your faith in dancing. :) I am sending you telepathic point-ness right now.

All joking aside. You have been the one inspiring me to live this beauty.

Hugs!

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