i may not...

even be awake right now.

i played a show with liam finn (from new zealand) last night. neil's son, and one of my first boyfriend's namesake - the liam part i mean.

i was unusually calm on stage and felt my whole set unravel around me as though i was the gig rather than being only part of it. typically i perform in disjointed parts, too distracted to ever remove myself entirely from my surroundings.

happy is a girl who gets lost in song.

sleep didn't come easily afterwards and never really came, as though it might erase the memory of the gig, as waking does a dream.

and it was a dream, and one that i'll remember.