TOTO

I went to a concert last night. A real one. My first, thanks to L who got us free tickets.

It was Toto, God forgive me, I have no idea who they were except that they were the ones who sang Africa (for those who are as clueless and who have no appreciation for 80s music, it’s the song that Jojo adapted her latest song from), but I went anyway because L invited me and I know I will have a good time with her even if it was a boring rock band full of pot bellied middle age men jamming their guitars and bass.

Well actually I did enjoyed myself, not after a few Marlboros and Carlsberg though. But of course the company and seeing Gandalf playing bass in all his white beard glory was part of the reason too.

I met L’s ex current partner that night too. I am not sure how weird it is to go to a concert with your ex and her new partner, but L sure did a great job composing herself. I guess she is over her, and that chapter really did closed. I dunno if I can handle the same to see H with his new partner all in the same event, side by side. I dunno if I can stand the sight of him giving her shoulder massages while I stand there; example speaking.

But seeing how strong L was that night, it made me proud, and that made me put my arms around her, as if to protect her and to let her know I am proud of her. She didn’t know of course. But I hope if that ever happens to me, I hope she is with me, with her arms around me too, to tell me that it is aye-okay.

If you’re reading this L, I love you. Always have and always will my dearest soul mate of a pest. I am so lucky to have you with me all these years.

Can't wait to jam in DMC with you.