Between the Earth and the Stars

So as I am writing this on my Blackberry, I'm sitting in a little diner somewhere off Jimmy Carter Blvd, waiting out the hell hail and rain and nasty, nasty traffic. It's dark now, the lights seem to fracture as they enter my eyes. We're tired, hungry, and I'm calming my nerves with a large glass of sweet tea. It's only slightly sweet, but I don't care; it's a comfort food, and that's all I wish for at the moment. Andy hugs Usa-chan as we order. It's standard American fare, a hamburger and a Rueben sans cheese, but in our exhaustion and hunger, the food tastes even better than it might otherwise. I kick off a seed of depression, knowing it's merely from battling the elements after walking around in a crowd of people and the whirlwind of emotional energy that accompanies it. Empathy may be useful in relating to people, but feeling so much energy in a room, so much excitement, and being pulled from that adrenaline and endorphine rush, tires one's own energy: a veritable rollercoaster of emotions.

The convention was a mix as well. It was exciting to go and learn and shop and act silly for a few hours, but in hindset I realize I should wear better shoes next time. My feet throb and ache, making walking difficult, and no one seemed to recognize who Andy and I were until we told them. A bit unnerving, given that it's my first try at a costume. Ah, well, next time.

However, there were some good things as well. I met Ms. Android_Raptor, and I was able to buy a few things for my collections, and I got to see some interesting outfits and things. I also got to attend a Writer's Roundtable, which was very informative (eventually I'll post what video I got of it). So, except for the rain, it was a good day. I'm already planning on going to another one, though I'm not sure when...perhaps I can lose some weight and wear my black/violet gothic lolita outift next time?

The rain's finally stopped, and it's time to pay the check. I'll post more later.

Cassandra