CAVI

I like Copenhagen so much. What a great city. I had so much fun last night.

I went to a performance called The Last Show (220DK). It totally sucked. I didn't get it. But I had plans to go to this place called CAVI after the show. I wanted to Dance. More than anything I wanted to dance, because I knew that if I was alone in this city and I found someplace to dance that I could dance with you all night long.

It was all light with candles. Room after room. Candles everywhere. And the dance floor was large. It was so beautiful. I arrived at 10PM. I was the very first person to show up. I thought I was going to be the only person there. Nobody was showing up. Then a few people trickeled in. The music didn't seem to be something I could dance to. The mood was all wrong. The music was all wrong. I was feeling disappointed.

And then, all of a sudden, the place was packed and the music started jamming. It was awesome, powerful music and moved me. The people were beautiful, the music was great and mood was incredible. I danced with you all night long. I danced with you until 5AM.

I love you so much. You fill my heart with good. I wish I had more for you.

The Music of Lufthansa

On a plane to Frankfurt. So completely in love. What should I do with myself? I just seem at a loss to deal with myself. Why is my mind so against writing the love that I feel? It seems like something I must hide from these pages. My heart blossoms for you. It is that wonderful, sacred experience. So beautiful.

I told Caroline about you. She was skeptical. Perhaps she should be. I like the way things are with you. I feel like you have opened up my heart.

You told me that you were four when your brother was born.

I'll find the song for you. I'll find the music that expresses my love.