The most expensive slip of paper

I picked up my Shambhala ticket today.

I've been looking forward to getting it for months now, and holding it in my hands feels weird. Immediately thoughts of what the event will be like flood my mind. And I realize that its not going to be anything like what I've spent the last few months imagining it to be.

I'm going to be single there. I'm not going to be spending my nights next to a woman that I love.

Kat got me interested in Sham, totally opened my mind to that entire point of view and way of life. I was really looking forward to being there beside her for a bunch of it, and experiencing that freedom while also experiencing the love that we share (or shared, as the case is).

She'll still be there with me... just not in the same way.

I hope Dave doesn't go. I really fucking hope he doesn't go.

More thoughts later.... I'll be back.

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