where i am...

...is where am I?

last week the best of news came to us via national television, a first for said television in many years in fact. but we were not there to see it.

I am at once proud and envious, jealous to an extent perhaps.

but where am I?

under newfound fame, or to be trite and neo-punkish, newfound glory, he is still my friend and he is indeed a good artist.

and I suppose in the big scheme of things, I have ten years to catch up.

or ten years to do my own thing, perhaps.


the rest...well...

it has been an interesting, busy, funfilled, ridiculous week, or two.

I cannot possibly wrap my mind around the ideas and encounters and events that have taken place.

but I don't need to.

I am fine.

but...where am i, really?