So I really felt the need to write, because there seems to be a lot going on maybe, I'm not sure why, but i hope I don't feel the need to write too much as i should be sleeping, in time to catch a train home to my parents...
Never sleeping when i should be, never awake when i need to be, someone told me to sleep 'when your dead' the other day, I think its purely a student Fraze or said by party animal types, don't get me wrong, I like to party, as in stay up til the next day dancing, but after this years green man I have realized you really cant party like your 15 forever, and I do need sleep.
I was working at the festival, I only had one four hour shift a day, the first night we were 'good' and went to sleep when the staff bar closed (No dancing though) The second night, I abused the right to drink alcohol, something I'm not proud of but luckily I was in safe hands and had reliable friends around, people that don't leave you asleep on the grass out in the midst of it all, not suggesting that was me asleep, no this night we didn't sleep until after four or maybe five, and I'm happy to say I'm still alive (because it rhymes).
The third night the spirit of dancing got hold of me and wasn't letting go, we danced until their was one little tiny cinema tent full of people left open, then we sat and talked and got covered in glitter and new friends and old dear friends, at five am it was time to get breakfast before work, the shift flew by and the work was constant but enjoyable. Later this day however I was not the picture of friendliness I mostly strive to be, I felt unenthusiastic, exhausted and very rotten. It didn't help that my ex broken foot bones were paining, however it was all my doing.
I did eventually after much debate on missing out on life, nap for a short while under some trees by the main stage, fell asleep to beautiful music- I forget what now, but this was a good thing to do.
So maybe I can still manage to party like I'm 15 but sleep is essential in some sort of cycle, or else you risk a colourful range of emotions within the space of a few minutes throughout a day.
I don't think I have written anything I thought I was going to write, I just need to get to sleep...
We had a beautiful impromptu gig this evening at the student union, it was larger than anticipated, (people had paid to get in) but despite some band reunion nerves, meaning we haven't played since June, it went well I think, and we may see a few new faces at other gigs and maybe jam with some of the artists.
Ohh I did buy a cd also, a south whalian guy called Dewi Griffiths, he has also played another gig we do often so it was good to chat music and cities and stuff. I'd compare his music to another band I love but that would be a cop-out, he plays in a style that reaches in and grabs your chest taking it along with the music, and if you can understand that feeling, you'll understand what I mean. He's from Cardiff and has a cd on sale at the moment- though I haven't listened yet. I have however listened to the full Takk album by Sigur Ros, it helps me sleep and is now on repeat, which means it really is time to
shleep.
shleep.
sheep. no need for sheep, I'll fall straight asleep.
