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::Today, while walking offstage, Rick said something that really made me think.
"You still going to that far-away place for a long time?"
"Yes... June will be my last month singing before Germany... It's really kind of sad."
"It's more than kind of."
It never really occured to me that, outside my parents, other people would regret that I'm in Germany. Sure, I've contemplated how I'll miss everyone, but that was the first time that I was actually sad I was going, and the first time I've thought how other people might be too. Even someone who I would not consider a best friend (though a mentor of sorts, Rick is a ... guy. And by that I mean guy way outside of my age group... lol) was thinking it was sad, more than kind of, that I'm going to be in Germany next year. I mean... wow. I don't know. It just sort of surprised me, that my presence will be missed... I mean, obviously I'm gone, and so people would care for... like... a week, until stuff gets back to normal and everyone will forget. But maybe not?
So it made me think. I'm not just affecting me by going. I'm not going to be the only one... well, that cares I'm going. If no one else, at least Rick cares. And to realise I'll be missed is almost baffling to think about.::
.:Arakatze blogged on 4/28/2004 09:45:00 PM:.
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quote:"I remember sitting in my car in the parking lot, overwhelmed with a single thought: That's what I want for my life: To be caught up in the sweep of history. To be in the center of things. To be making a difference. To be at the heart of the struggle between right and wrong, good and evil. My heart was almost breaking at the thought of a life of insignificance."
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