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The Way - Neil Young

So I finally did it. Stepped up and resisted. It's a huge relief...fighting between myself and I. It's simply a simple treason, a warning glare that can't be read, with mixed signals and broken morse codes...I'm just extremely glad that it's all over. Excuses become hard to conjure up on the 
spot, you know.

On the other hand, sitting in the booths tonight -- faking smiles and trying to avoid glances is always hard. The laughs were genuine, though, of course. Two plus long years of hiding, draining my lips of truth...it's gotten tiring. But I suppose it's also gotten easier, growing onto me like some sort of infective fungus. Yay.

Reality serves some dire slaps. Geeze.

On the other hand, MCS soon! Aaah, so excited.... ^-^ Can't wait for the rush, the blurs of stage lights, the grinding of metal strings in unison with deep bass and thumping drum heads, the sweaty pushes of ferocious confusion, the head nodding and lip syncing to the lyrics, the foolish grinning, and of course, the obviously overpriced stuff that I can buy. Maybe they might allow us to take pictures with the guys?? Never happen before, we'll see how fate treats us.