I flew into Los Angeles a few days ago, I need to take care of some personal matters and visit an old friend or two. Los Angeles isn't one of my favorite places but it's not one of the worse either. I would have rather spent the money flying to some other city, somewhere where memories are pleasant and the people friendly, but I came here for a reason and I'll make the best of it.
A concert last night was right up my alley it helped my mood. Few fans but the ones there were delightful. You could tell that they honestly loved being there, they created a level of energy that made you want to get up and dance. Jeff the lead singer of the band I saw helped with that energy, he knows just how to get the crowd going. The night ended with hugs and well wishes from long time friends.
Today was spent walking around Santa Monica, it's nice to see so much sun after hearing about all the rain. The few shops I went into people were talking about it, seems to be the talk of the town. I'm at the hotel now, I'm sitting here trying to decide what it is I should do. I'm cruising through this entertainment magazine I found today seeing if I can find myself a hole in the wall place for some poetry, or any place to fit in and relax.
I had this absolutely absurd dream last night, or maybe it wasn't so absurd but anyway here's what the dream was about.
I dreamt that Rachel called and asked to come over, I was shocked because she was spending the evening with her boyfriend. She showed up and told me right out that she was leaving the band. My mouth dropped and I said to her that she couldn't do this, not now not after Chris leaving just a short time ago. She started to talk, went through this long thing about friends, time and family but I phased her out. My mind started to race, I thought about all I could do to cover for her and Chris. Working in the studio I could so all the violin, I could pre-record it all, then in concert run the tracks like in the old days. I ran a million thoughts through my head in a short time frame. Then I thought even though we pre-record so much we couldn't replace her, not Rachel. I started to panicked, I woke up in a sweat. I guess Chris' leaving has affected me more than I knew.
But a dream is only a dream, right I'm awake looking for something to do so let me get back to it.