Digital Love

last night i had a dream about you
in this dream i'm dancing right beside you
and it looked like everyone was having fun
the kind of feeling i've waited so long


-daft punk



[welcome to chicago]



i dropped everything, and all the balls i had been juggling fell to the floor.
spontaneity in the passenger seat, we traveled across michigan to pick up two wayward explorers, waiting for godot.
we flew down the expressway in a cacophonous riot of sounds, beats, and exuberant, teasing voices. time was on our team, and before long our thirsty eyes were quenched by a glittering oasis of lights.
chicago.
finally in the presence of a dear friend, i felt universe align as we convened in the living room of dueling porches in the joyful union of hearts, minds, and bodies.
oh, how we conversed! mind expanding, belief shaping, sometimes earth shaking in profundity.
we danced. we were still. riding the L, invigorated with the nights successes, slow drowsy voices recounted dance offs with hobos, much needed conversations with friends, smoky adventures in ed's room.
a quiet morning, grey and chilled.
we braved the bitter cold to forage our breakfast. we slugged in beds on the living room floor, eyes glued to a movie while our brains dripped into our toes.
too little movement. in due time, a restlessness overcame inertia and we bundled up our coats to protect us from the cold. the biting wind was a welcome change as we sauntered along concrete paths towards lake michigan. we talked. we walked. we explored. we planned.
we froze.
oh, but it was so good to be moving, loving, talking, playing, taking pictures, enjoying life, reveling in the newness of the experience, in the novelty of our ability to be with one another, engaging in those activities which become so much more pleasurable when shared with excellent company.
the night found us baking pizza two slices at a time, playing the guitar, and indulging in amber fluids - the kind that allows words to flow loosely, without permission from the conscious portions of our brains. the words that came out! spoken poetry, call and response, conversation punctuated, complimented, expressed by gorgeous chord progressions.
there was magic in the warm kitchen, filled with delicious scents of cheesy, tomato-ey goodness, filled with thoughts that had hibernated for far too long in the deep recesses of our brains.
those people, those moments, those words, they passed through me just as i hope i passed through them.
madness escalated with meeting orpheus on the L and culminated at an artist's flat in a chic part of the city. time moved too quickly, blurring movements of friends and strangers alike, slurring words that tumbled on top of one another in an earnest attempt to connect with another person, to find a shared experience, to aid a friend. we worked on finding the way.
we learned to trust ourselves and our feelings.
morning came too soon, and we were pulled from dusky dreams by a calling duty. the road beckoned. life needed our presence elsewhere. so with long hugs still filled with sleepy longing, we said goodbye to a friend and hello to the asphalt highway.
our bodies were leaving, but our minds were still contemplating every joy-filled moment that had woven together to form a much needed patch for our battered selves.




i fell in love again
all things go