200th Post...

Letter from a friend...

I had one of the worst days today that I've had in a very long time. Work was atrocious - and ended in tears. I set off to the gig I was going to by myself with a very long face and for once wearing no smile. But then, i got to the gig - a band I've liked since I was 11 - and the music got me - and the rhythm filtered through my blood and ran through my veins to every part of my body - and i moved, I danced, i went for it like there was never going to be a tomorrow. When the music gets me - I'm a girl possessed. and my smile was back. Bigger than the face it lives on. They rocked. they truly went off. they made me want to marry the music - sell my soul to the devil. But then, two encores and they were finished. But i wasn't. Ipod back in. And the party continued. I danced on the tube - the steely faced Londoners still didn't dare smile - even though i beamed at every one of them. 'Nutter' was clearly running through their mind. But why have any inhibitions. I wasn't drunk, i wasn't doing anything wrong. Simply spreading the love. At the train station the guard asked me to teach him to dance as i moved without limit, my whole body snaking around like i was being charmed. The train arrived and I danced the way home - around the pole - using all the space - totally moving like i was in the middle of a club. people stared, some looked stern, others smiled and looked intrigued. And i, well I was having just the best time possible. I had music. i had happiness, and I had an appreciation for life which they could only dream of. Now I'm in bed - the music still in my ears. The love still in my veins, the smile still splitting my face. Life's good.

Hope you can feel the love - it comes from a crazy girl, who's rambling yet again after midnight. but it'll make your toes taps and the corners of your mouth turn up. Enjoy it.