On Good Friday








This album was my soundtrack for at least two years following it's debut.  Most memorable listening was while riding the train from NYC back to Columbus via Cincinnati.  It was after 9/11.  We were all still
scared to fly. I drove with my friend to La Gaurdia to pick up her boyfriend who had been backpacking in Europe for several months. They drove home together in a love frenzy making love stops on the way back to Ohio.  I stayed in New York for several days to visit my friends Benny and Jill who were still together at that point.  It was three months after they moved to New York, I decided at the last minute not to join them on their journey.  I stayed in Columbus, got my first apartment without a boyfriend or roommate.  I chose the path of independence in a city I was getting to know well all over again.

Excerpt from my journal while riding on the train:
"7 October 2001

leaving new york city.  the train feel. smell, touch. air conditioned steel vessel surrounds delayed emotional reactions within the  rush to get wherever it is we are all going.

mad.

the horn blares in movie size while manhattan shrinks to paperback.  lights flicker against the blue turning pink sky.  we stop only moments outside of the realization that I am not on a rooftop in brooklyn.  nor am i in a train departing victoria station.  this is all new.  we depart for the second time."
-skbg, journal, October 2001