I miss you guys. I feel like this is the only place on the Internet that I can write my honest feelings.
It’s my last day before I leave London and I’m suddenly feeling so overwhelmed and sad.
I wrote on Tumblr about tonight’s show, that it was magical to me, and it was, but it’s like the evil inverse of a wonderful artistic experience is the awful comedown back to reality. Plus all this self-doubt and feeling like I’m stupid and my reactions are all wrong.
I can’t be anyone other than who I am. Obviously I’m biased; I came here to see performers who I already think are wonderful. And I honestly thought they were wonderful here. I felt so glad to see them.
In the end, I don’t know what I want out of this. It’s so much easier with music; I’ve never wondered what the point is with music. But then I’ve never spent thousands of dollars to fly across the ocean for music.