I'm Not Crying, You're Crying
The title of this blog post is a phrase I've found myself saying a lot since my life took its sudden turn toward better things back in April of 2015. It was one of the first things I said on the Amtrak train to NYC in April and it was one of the last things I said before I left Laughlin, NV in September. But I almost have to wonder if my life is really so much better now if all I am is a weepy mess.
I'm far happier on this end of 2015. Now that we're in 2016 I've found myself actually looking forward to the year to come. I've got my first big trip planned. (Well, it's not a BIG trip like some of the stuff I did last year, but it does require me to go into a state I've only been through once, briefly, via train. I'm going to Indianapolis in March to see one of my favorite vocalists. The decision to go to this show in March was pretty darned spur of the moment, goaded on by my bestie who lives in LA. She's also going to that show. For me it's a 9-12 hour drive. For her it's a 3-5 hour flight.
On March 5th as I'm sitting in that little venue waiting for Ramin Karimloo to take the stage, it will be almost a year to the day since I had last seen him perform. I was one of those lucky enough to see him as Jean Valjean on Broadway this past year (which also wouldn't have been possible for me without aforementioned bestie from LA). I can't wait for March 5th.
I'm sure as I approach Indianapolis, I will be a very weepy person. I've been so for every trip except NYC in the past year. I sobbed myself to sleep the first night of my road trip to Vegas in May, I was just so goddamned excited.
I cried, hand clamped to my face, as I drove two hours trying to find cell phone signal on my way back from the UP of Michigan in July.
I damn near fell to my knees sobbing after meeting Weird Al for the third time in a year in September.
I cry checking my book sales (I am a writer, probably not that easy to tell given my craptabulous writing skillz shown in this blog, honestly) and I cry harder if I've sold more than normal for a month.
And then this morning I found a review on a fanfic I've been working on that I've sort of lost steam on and
well
I'm crying as I write this.
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