who wants to go see ramblin' jack elliott with me tomorrow? anyone? please?
battling past the port-a-potties
at hardly strictly bluegrass,
i chided myself for forgetting
how easy it is for a girl alone
to feel invisible in crowd.
every time i go out by myself,
which is often, the cliche
smacks me in the face,
but never more blatantly than it did today.
everybody had beer, blankets, chairs, and children.
they were all stopping with no warning
to wave "hi" to their distant buddies,
or elbowing their way in half-dancing
clumps towards the stage.
but after i staked my claim
at one of the less popular stages,
sprawled out on the grass,
and closed my eyes,
it was all about
the saturday sunshine,
and the banjos.
with them came
unemcumbered joy.
even the blue angels buzzing
by were just conspiring
to prove that i was alive
and here and happy,
buddies and blankets be damned.
i even overheard a guy on a cell phone
say loudly i have a love/hate
relationship with solitude
and eyes still closed, grinned wider...
right before he tripped over my head,
catching me, hard, in the cheek with his boot
and walking on without even checking
what had caused him to stumble.
me too,
my friend,
me too.
posted by self_invasion | 5:00 PM
2 Comments:
just kidding, today i roll up with a posse so deep you can't see the back of it, a baby, a toddler, a grandma, two uncles and an aunt, some in-laws, a blanket, a picnic, a frisbee and maybe a dog... ha! take that face-kicker!
just kidding again. i couldn't find them anywhere, because i didn't have a cell phone.
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