August 1999 to August 2000 was the best year of my life.
I lived in a beautiful glow of friends, dreams, music and fantasy. I was fifteen and life was exciting.
I was happy then and I've never really been happy since.
If I could reclaim just one moment with my magical hypothetical time machine, I'd grab one last Moxy Fruvous concert. I know it's dumb and I've snarked at people for the same thing, but they made me so happy. I wish I'd known my last show was really my last. Maybe I'd have been selfish and not let that girl stand in front of me. The music and the people were a huge part of the magic of that year.
If they got together again for some sort of the-residuals-are-running-out show, I don't know if I could enjoy it. I've become bitter, jaded and cynical. I don't have magic in my world anymore.
I lived in a beautiful glow of friends, dreams, music and fantasy. I was fifteen and life was exciting.
I was happy then and I've never really been happy since.
If I could reclaim just one moment with my magical hypothetical time machine, I'd grab one last Moxy Fruvous concert. I know it's dumb and I've snarked at people for the same thing, but they made me so happy. I wish I'd known my last show was really my last. Maybe I'd have been selfish and not let that girl stand in front of me. The music and the people were a huge part of the magic of that year.
If they got together again for some sort of the-residuals-are-running-out show, I don't know if I could enjoy it. I've become bitter, jaded and cynical. I don't have magic in my world anymore.
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Oh, the sin, the sabotage.
We had no fears, the band played for a thousand years...
Or was it just a mirage?