Alternate Vision

The last two weeks have been spectacular, action packed and quite memorable to say the least. Yet, it all seems like one big blur to me. Maybe because so much has happened and each day has almost bled into the next, I haven't had the time to reflect upon any of it. Between hosting family and friends and finishing up my last set of reports time has flown by, and in its wake I find myself overcome by a sense of gratitude mingled with hints of sadness and nervousness.

Chapman and Meghz' visit was a little less surreal. Got to show off Austin to them, do the things that I love doing in Austin. Trudy's, Sabas, my favorite coffee shops, south-indian breakfast (I haven't had filter coffee in ages), Eeyore's, Pecan Street Festival, Town lake..and so on. After our 15 minute stop over at Adam's place, Chap was like "he is my favorite so far."I know this because he put together a blue-grass CD with a cello in it just so Adam could start playing his newly acquired Cello. I believe one of the bones in my palm is badly bruised thanks to the unhealthy amounts of drumming this past week. its gotten more black n blue since yesterday. I need some of the ointment that Mrs. Tong offered me or to see a doctor if I hope to play at the Waterloo Ice House this Friday. To top this weekend's awesomeness I got to see Rishab last night. Never have I enjoyed catching up with an old friend so much. Trudy's is on the immediate agenda, but we shall wait for Miki to show up before toasting to this fool. What more could I ask for in my last two weeks in Austin? Well, maybe the company of a few other special people including my 'rents. I still haven't found a worthy enough book on Turkey to read. I need sleep.