what is it about drin king?
What is it about drinking?
I've missed it since I left Czech. Any part of Czech. As long as it was with friends. New or old. Didn't seem to matter. Drink and talk and conversation and discussion. I long for it here. And the occaisional oasis of connection almost fills me. Feasting on crumbs.
Tonight, for example. Mmm mmm good. Disparate groups coming together and forcing fear out a the door. The theatre people at one end and the artists at the other. Form and Function. Thought and Swing. Or the other way around. I think I prefer the Artists but will endure the theatre folk when faced with silence. Or a solo cocktail at a single table. It's always a challenge to stay settled and not raise up the mantle of Anxiety, drape it around narrow shoulders, unfit to engage in the bravery required of True eccentricity. Anxiety about what? The particular stench of existence when one believes in the relative and the rules. Versus... just drinking more.
Which I did.
Hence this ramble.
I've missed it since I left Czech. Any part of Czech. As long as it was with friends. New or old. Didn't seem to matter. Drink and talk and conversation and discussion. I long for it here. And the occaisional oasis of connection almost fills me. Feasting on crumbs.
Tonight, for example. Mmm mmm good. Disparate groups coming together and forcing fear out a the door. The theatre people at one end and the artists at the other. Form and Function. Thought and Swing. Or the other way around. I think I prefer the Artists but will endure the theatre folk when faced with silence. Or a solo cocktail at a single table. It's always a challenge to stay settled and not raise up the mantle of Anxiety, drape it around narrow shoulders, unfit to engage in the bravery required of True eccentricity. Anxiety about what? The particular stench of existence when one believes in the relative and the rules. Versus... just drinking more.
Which I did.
Hence this ramble.
posted by iorchid at 12:56 AM
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