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...the ones I love best... all things possible ~ April 2, 2005 - 4:40 a.m. chicago was magic, was just what i needed. i drove down with j, one of my friends who's been around since high school, and she and i made a sweet little road trip of it. coffee and snacks, the ipod on shuffle. watching the stormclouds blow through, we caught a double rainbow off the side of 94. sweet. got to the venue an hour or so before the show, gave my name to the guy at the door- kelly plus one- and he was there just inside, finished up his cell phone conversation and swept me up in his arms as i came to the table. this one so dear to my heart. and yes, he's engaged these days, but the bond between us is deep and sweet, and has nothing to do with whether or not we are having sex. introduced j to him, and the boys in the band, ordered up some food for starving girls. and the show, always brilliant, always delightful. i never get tired of this band, and i am always in awe of having such amazing musicians in my life. we laughed and clapped and hooted and hollered and it was a good old time. found friend deb, who i met last year this time in chicago, an old friend of music boy's who has the kickin' warehouse space downtown. she brought us over after, boy and drummer, sound guy and me and j, home to the amazing space that makes me want to move to chicago just so i can move in there. installing tree limbs these days, for indoor climbing. it's a dream space like you can't imagine. and we laughed, and there was smoke and drink and i caught a lovely clean contact buzz and we were all of us smiling, goofing around, conversation swinging from serious to silly and back again. and it just all, filled my heart right up. i was feeling loved, feeling sexy (there is no wrong with black leather pants) feeling the giddy delight of sharing sweet space with good people and feeling so much less alone than this city can make me feel. feeling back in that life i left behind me, like the ocean roaring in the distance, the tremble i wish i could feel beneath my feet. it let me believe that i can have it all back. all of it and more. that i can find myself grinning with my eyes full of sunshine and murmuring i am just having the *best* life, the way i useta. in springtime all things become possible. previously... * and then... (((rings)))