I wanted a white persona, head to foot.
2012 has taken many people I cared for and about. It robbed me of father and friends. And in the musical world it tolled longer than I'd prefer.
So tonight, Ravi Shankar, the reference to the Concert for Bangladesh, left us, too.
I am angry at the loss. The guy was ninety two, so I mourn only a little for him. But his daughter and his daughter. Them, I mourn for.
The year was good for me but hard on me. It gave me gifts with one hand and took people with the other. It took my normalcy and left me wondering how much pain the fiscal cliff will cause me? I know the money dries up 12/29/12. I wonder how the bank will react to that news?
I am angry and yet grateful.
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