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[Sep. 2nd, 2006|11:34 pm] Strange I find myself here. Its almost midnight, I am due back to the Fairgrounds in 9 hours and counting. This, is of course, my predicament. Labor Day weekend and I am working the BIGGEST and BEST event. I feel so detached from the community. Through the entrance gates come droves of unfamiliar faces. mullets, cowboy hats, strollers, oversized 4-H tee shirts, acid wash denim. Have I really lost touch? Or is it rather that I've never been in touch and in no way represent or recognize who the true Flag citizenry are? Recently- i would concede the latter. The people of FLagstaff contrast starkly with the Downtown crowd. NOw, although I am not a fixture on Aspen, Mardi Gras or Adult Prom King/Queen, my presence downtown is of a discernable face. 4 years and I still only have a handful of close friends though. I represent the lead on the capoeira community. 7 of my students traveled to Philadelphia for the ASCAB batisado. Which was AMAZING but a potent reminder of my desire to be a student and not an instructor. The entire experience served several lessons actually. More on that later though. Sleep is a priority. Boa noite. link post comment

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