You’ll go waltzing Mathilda with me.
September 6, 2005 8:39pm
So, last night, it finally happened.
I popped. Having the past two days off have been horrifying and wonderful.
Andre and Leigh are two just amazing hosts/people/couple.
Anyways, I’ve been working this whole time. Haven’t really had time to sit and dwell on the situation.
Well that changed.
Monday night, we hit a bar that had a very homey feel.
Very, well, Molly’s.
So I sit at the bar, watching news footage of my beloved city, enjoying a Guinness.
Cue Tom Waits’ Tom Traubert’s Blues (Four Sheets to the Wind in Copenhagen) (clip), one of quite possibly the saddest songs. Ever.
And Tom Waits has a special place in my heart, as he holds a special place in the hearts of many more.
And that was it.
It can’t be a good sight to see a grown man, clutching his Guinness in one hand, and futilely trying to hold back the tears with the other.
It was simply a matter of time. It just finally struck home.
And let me tell you, my little chickens, this little monkey is ready to go back. To rebuild.
