either i was sick, which would explain my completely screwed up and confused reaction, or i've actually managed to worry myself sick in the aftermath.regardless of which, i've most definitely lost my appetite and everything i've done today was as if through a hazy wall of stress.
i'm surprisingly good at dealing with that, strangely.
after coming home and consulting with an oracle, i went out for dinner with a few section-mates which turned out really nice, although it's always awkward seeing bt's boyfriend (singer's love) and he works at the restaurant where we sat.
back to the concert: best closing song ever (using a bullhorn), they played the thank you's, maya playing the cello like a guitar, mind-blowing psychedelic sounds, and all-round good fun. oh, yeah, and a really interesting outfit :)
back to reality: going to shower and hopefully sleep before fighting with the city council over building permits. and try to get the poem that attacked me on my way in to sit still so i can write it down.
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