Last night a bunch of people I love went to see Ryan Adams at Red Butte Gardens in Salt Lake.
If you asked me to describe an ideal summer night, it very might well be those folks, at that place, listening to that guy. I was planning to be there but work was too crazy. My friend Sara is getting married tomorrow in HB. The reception will be fun and full of lots of people I love and don't get to see. But I'm in New York, totally freaking out over a big big meeting tomorrow so I will miss it.
I hope that if I am ever at home with a few screaming children and my signifigant other has to miss some important thing because of his job, I will remember that sometimes what you really want to be doing and what you really have to be doing are at odds and there is legitimately nothing you can do about it. Your priorities can be in exactly the right place and you still have to make a crappy choice that makes them look out of whack. I hope I remember the way I feel right now-it is a pretty cool day for my career tomorrow and I'm so excited and nervous but I do wish it didn't mean missing important personal experiences. I hope I don't forget that while my job is fun and rewarding, I still like my real life better. But that sometimes I do like to disappear into it if things are tough personally.
I hope I remember all of it because I know if someone were to question me this week about what is really important to me, I might just start to cry.