Wandering through the crowd on the floor, I end up on Fish's side about 25 feet from the stage. well, i'm 5'3", so it doesn't make much difference. Besides, I'm dancin'! groove groove, argh... I want to write it down and damnnit, all this dancin' makes me tired.

Ooh a nice phishy boy named jared smiles, hands me some aquafina and a pen, oh so so sweet. thankyouthankyouthankyou, dancedancedance... I had all i needed to make the night absolutely perfect - phish, a little space to move, a few sips of water to whet my throat and a pen... simple pleasures. Thank you Jared, where ever you are, I hope that someday I may return the favor.

- k8kynd