One year ago today, I saw Duran play at the Fox Theater in Oakland, California. Two years ago today, I left for Chicago to begin my summer Paper Gods tour. As I sit here in my living room, I am thinking about how quickly time has flown by and how much can change in a year or two.
July always represents the middle of summer to me. I’m no longer trying to grasp a schedule or let go of the baggage that typically follows a school year. I’m not worried that the next school year is around the corner or that my to-do list is still way too long for my liking. In thinking about Julys of the past, each of them give a different flavor. Three years ago, my mom was battling breast cancer and my summer was spent taking her to chemo and trying to clean up my parents’ house to sell it. Then, two years ago, the Paper Gods tour took up the big focus. Last year, when I attended the shows in Oakland and San Francisco, I can now recognize how I used those shows in an attempt to grasp any joy and fun I could. I needed that. I needed that more than I knew.
In thinking about the two shows and that weekend as a whole, I have fond memories. I remember drinking wine with Rhonda both the first night in and at a fabulous Italian restaurant for lunch. Those times weren’t wild and crazy but appreciated. Then, there were the wild and crazy times dancing at the Cat Club. (No comment from my friends…) The shows themselves were amazing despite the little or not-so-little things that didn’t go well. For Oakland, we managed to be upfront due to the Telegraph Room that I had researched and had contacted both Ticketmaster and the venue itself to get tickets for. Somehow, I survived that day while having one of the worst hangovers in my life. San Francisco resulted in middle of the venue location, which served us well, too. Yeah, in thinking about that weekend, I cherish the little moments like a wave in a hotel lobby or painting shoes lime green.
Now, there are no shows on the horizon. There are no plans for fun besides getting together here and there with local friends. In some ways, I desperately wish that I did have something to look forward to, to keep me going. On the other hand, part of me feels that it would just be distraction that I cannot afford right now. In looking at my upcoming calendar, it is filled with political events and activities. Soon enough, I will be running weekly events to try and reach local voters. Election Day 2018 is just around the corner. On top of all that, I have to be available for my parents.
In thinking about the past summers as well as the present one, it is funny that I think of them all through the lens of what Duran is doing. While there have been some activity with things like private events and documentaries this summer, overall, it has been quiet. It almost feels like the powers that be understand that as much as I would love to have some fun Duran related plans, that I’m needed elsewhere. I can only hope then that they will be ready with something amazing just when the time will be right for me. I have a feeling that it will be the most amazing, special time. Something tells me that I will really need it then.