April 6, 2009
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The weekend was positively lovely, as usual. Zeej and I met Gill and Lucien at Bar Bao for dinner (oh.my.god) on Saturday. On the R before we took the 3 uptown ("laiesangementhistrainisrunninglocalafatimesquareanskipping96thstreettransfa110thstreettothedowntownforserviceto96th" / "wut"), we were doing sudoku and this woman came on the train and started singing (okay, fine) Ave Maria (okay, not fine).
It was one of those experiences where you get jolted back to the exact time and place where you were when you last heard it, which, in this case, was Mom's funeral. I can skip Fire and Rain when it comes on my last.fm shuffle, but it's harder to hit NEXT NEXT NEXT when there is a woman pacing on the train singing and the song is taking so long and all you can do is think of Mary Fran choking up while she sings and oh christ.
Little things like that come up and it feels like a punch in the face.
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Been there kiddo, not a fun place. Mary Fran is my hero, she was wonderful and brought emotion out of her voice and pulled it out of all of us with that little ditty. Painfully magnificent. But you know what Miss B always said, "This is happening for a reason..." Unfortunately, I DON"T KNOW THE REASON.... Well, glad I got that out of my system.
In some inexplicable way, I think that the woman singing was Miss B talking to you through the insanity that is the R train. I guess that we have to find a way to listen. Have not a single clue on how to do it, but she is there [somehow] for you.
Randomness again, MWA You are always in my thoughts <3 XOXO
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