The fright I got when I woke up from my afternoon nap.
Ernestine messaged me about going back to choir [suprisingly.. did someone put her up to it? Drey?]
Jess!you know everyone in choir wants you to be back!I've heard and read about you.please go back.
Somehow, it doesn't feel like its Ernie at the keypad.. OKAY, so who took her phone and smsed me? Gen? Cel?
Then when I was surfing blogs, another fright of moses when I saw Nick's entry on his blog and the other where Drey copy pasted and put it at the choir's site. I find it so darn amusing that my face is in ALL the pictures. Hinting, huh? Plus the whole paragraph underneath..
And I definitely didn’t think some of the tight ones in the group then would actually leave the group. But alas, many have left the group.
I was laughing when I read that. Maybe its just me. Or the sugar in my coffee..
Still at the end of it all.. amusing. Then Drey's question in the morning. Or was it afternoon?
Do you wanna join back the choir?
Despite the efforts.. I'm somehow sad to say it but I honestly don't know. Ernie's sms nudged me a little, to tell you truthfully. And when I read old conversations I've had with the whole bunch of you guys, when I read all the warm fuzzes in my white&brown envelope, little strings tug at my heart. But at the end of it.. I don't know. I just need to find that reason again? God, what am I talking about..
I'm just gonna let it sit first. Meditate on it while I sip on heineken and listen to as a little child.
Let you guys know the answer on Saturday, if not here.
I'm Jess.
I like all sorts of things.
All sorts of people rock my world, and I love them.
Peace ☮
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2 comments:
come back... pls?
Hi Jess.
You seem to have got the impression that the whole choir wants you back. That may be true. But it's not that impression that you should be paying attention to. I think what's important here is that if you spend so much time contemplating the loss of your friends, the loss of the 'spirit' you once shared with people, then you'll REALLY miss out on what's happening. And that's the revival that's coming our way.
And no one's saying that revival is gonna last. It almost NEVER does. But what's important (and highly fulfilling) is that you were there for the 2nd try. And the 3rd. And the 4th.
You may say, fuck it. Forget it. I'm never gonna go back. Too much pain.
Pain is when everyone stares at you in the face, says come back, and you turn your back, because you're too proud, too self-concious, too engrossed in yourself, and when you realize they won't do it very much longer because it takes two hands to clap, and they stop trying, stop hinting, stop asking. And then you're REALLY left alone. That's pain.
It's not that hard a decision to make. There is LOVE here, just no-one to show it to.
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