Bon soir.
Ahhhhhhhh... That's my reaction to the past weekend. So relaxing, so nice, so beautiful. Great friends, great food, perhaps a little too much beer and tequila, and believe it or not, peace and quiet. Even a big party in the Hamptons is mellow compared to just walking down the street on an average day. We took a day off of work, stayed an extra day, went driving in the convertible, out to land's end in Montauk, and generally tried to avoid the idea of coming back. It was one of those weekends that changes things. Well, it doesn't change things, but it clarifies things I already know. It's likea big post-it note. No, that's dumb. It's like... oh, I don't know what it's like, but it's good. It reminded me of what's important to me, and, equally importantly, what's not.
And the music. I love the music. There were 5 guitars, and at least one was going most of the time, often all 5. I learn so much from just a few hours playing with Alec, I really need to do it more often. He knows all the stuff I want to learn. About guitar, that is. Maybe I can arrange some sort of barter for lessons like Luke has. I could trade him, say, lessons is karmic alignment. Or the art of over-analysis.
Maintenant, je suis fatigu�e. Alors, bonne nuit.
