...that's almost too much for me. If possible, I need to be forewarned days in advance.
If possible, I need to know in the morning where I'll sleep that evening.
If you call and say 'come right now', I'll cling to what I had planned. And if there was nothing planned, I'll still cling. To not going.
No fancy explanation. I don't know why.
If you call me to a place with many people I don't know, who know each other, I'll feel overwhelmed. And will probably want to go home.
I sadden myself that way, knowing that when I leave, I'll miss so many things.
Who can say in advance what one would see, whom one would meet, if one, I, just had the courage to stick with it ?
This weekend I was glad to have heard some wonderful concerts in memory of Scott Ross.
And I was glad to have met some amazing people. Whom I didn't know before. But who knew each other before I arrived and just pretended I belonged with them.
