You don’t ask for enough, you know how to get along
When the going gets tough, you get strong
Kind of my mantra really. I undervalue myself, make do with less, survive on the fringes. And, like Tom West in Tracy Kidder's "Soul of a New Machine", I am a "...good man in a storm..." - when the shit hits the fan I downshift into a sort of hyper-competant mode that does not provide much room for emotional collapse or feeling. Although I've taken to stepping back and acknowledging stuff - telling myself "this is hard, you will need to process this later". A kind of conscious caching into the unconscious, leaving bookmarks or threads to pull to get back to it.
Not sure this is a bad thing, mind you. Like a soldier in combat, I do what needs to be done to survive. And I do carve out spaces to let the other stuff out there, when I have the time and energy. It's nice when a song touches on something real to me, something I can resonate with.
Kym Tuvim is a winner: voice, songs, production. I am gonna keep an eye out for a solo visit to CT. She's good and I need to hear her without the distractions of FRFF, camping, floods, tee-shirts, etc.
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