As the Seattle sky transitions into the gray dampness of fall, I feel mentally prepared. In fact, I feel like my hibernation started early summer this year. I’ve wrapped myself up into an insular ball of energy, preserving myself for opening next April.
Except I can’t do that this year. I’ve applied for admission to UW for winter quarter. I have a trip to plan for New Years. Life continues to move forward, despite the most stubborn heel digging I can muster. For the first time in recent history, I can’t rest on my normal fall routine: curl up on a couchnoshing on popcorn, wrapped up like a cocoon with a book as my closest friend. Confronted with the reality that my lazy, luxurious fall might not happen, I oscillate between excitement and dread. I will miss my late afternoon introspection where I can light candles and prop my feet up on giant pillows and meditate to the pitter-patter of falling rain.
But stagnancy is bad, right? Change is good. Yes, change is good.
Positive note
Decibel Festival, oh how I heart thee. You swooped in to rescue me from a weekend of hunkering down, preserving my energy for the tough times to come. Sure, that would’ve been healthy, but why hibernate for winter already when there is music to be heard and dancing to be done? If you were a tall, dark, handsome gentleman, I’d totally make out with you. Or at least give you a sweet peck on the cheek. You were my knight in shining armor this weekend.
Highlights? Too many to recount, but my top is definitely booty shakin’ to Chris de Luca from Funkstörung. Amazing, amazing set. Speedy J closing out Saturday night was great too, especially since I bowed out early last year and missed his entire set. He sure knows how to work a crowd. AAM was PHENOMENAL. Mexican psychedelic IDM with live drums? Oh hell yes. I won’t bore you with the rest of the highlights, as most of you could give two shits about the music I listen to (except maybe Ludie since we have equally strange taste).
I’ve been quiet and insular this month – don’t mind me. It’s been a tough month, but it’s nothing I care to discuss publicly. For those of you who have managed to get two peeps out of me, I thank you way more than I am comfortable admitting. You have helped support me through this month, even if I haven’t been able to verbalize it.
And now, it’s almost time to peace out on September. Now I have my favorite holiday (Halloween) creeping up, and some New Years plans to make. Things will be good.