Weeble (clockworksaint) wrote,
Weeble
clockworksaint

8 hours...

In about 8 hours time I finally meet her. I'll be standing there in the airport with a bunch of flowers and a stomach full of butterflies. Not the lurching, sick butterflies of standing in the harsh stage-lights and playing the percussion solo and getting it wrong. Nor the cold, flickering butterflies of wondering what that girl thought and yet knowing it wasn't the same as me. No, this time it feels like Christmas eve when I was small. This is a warm, energising, enjoyable excitement. This is fun. This is right.
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