Went to EDC yesterday. we parked waaay far from the event grounds in long beach, and had to walk back across the bridge at night. the lights reflecting off of the water far below reminded me in a strange way of venice....or the pier at the end of Las Ramblas in Barcelona. I was silent most of the time, wondering how many more moonlit bridges lay in my future... and noticing that parts of the water seemed to carry a different surface tension, thereby causing the ripples made by the breeze to be slightly smoother in some areas. what causes this? temperature? depth? prevailing wind conditions?

in some ways, this edc was really really cool, but i still think it's a bit of a bastardization of the whole supposedly underground scene...ending at midngiht and all. spent the night (as always) talking among friends old and new...spurred on by an aritficial moment that creates a very real sensation of closeness and causes a breaking down of the fundamental borders of learned social interaction--so that for one short night, everyone gets along the way they're supposed to. people whom i've barely met, and who know only an inkling of who i am, seem suddenly like i've known them forever. ah, the blissful artificiality of it all. still searching for the realization that has not come to me yet--about what the hell it is i want to do with my life, and when i'm going to stop partying on weekends like a madwoman. i met BT and he gave me a hug!!!!!!

"Work like you don't need the money.
Love like you've never been hurt.
Dance like nobody is watching."

still though, i keep telling myself that these are the last years i will ever be able to discover my boundaries on my own...and learn to live life, and not just simply exist. but at what price freedom? at what cost enlightenment?

a dark way to end a good weekend, but i will add that i had an astoundingly immense amount of fun.