Friday, June 20, 2008


Adrienne turned to me after a "modern dance" piece last night and seeing tears streaming down my face, thought that I had been moved by the combination of Beatles music, the Isadora Duncan-like sarongs and adolescent ernestness.


I was crying from grief. The kind of grief one feels as a relationship comes to an end. The feeling of something dying in you, something no amount of love can save.


joyce said...

whoa. what "modern dance" piece was that?

Adrienne said...

what a relief. and here i thought you were a sucker for beatles remakes. phewf.