What the hell, I might as well say something. I've been lurking for months playing the voyeur but I guess I can add my two cents worth (if it has that much value).

Earlier this year my girlfriend left me. That was hard enough but we were running a coffeehouse together. I tried to work with her on it and made it through one evening. I was depressed for days afterwards. I tried again the following month and only made it half way through the evening. It was too hard to be in the same room with her.

The point I'm trying to make here, Alice, is I went through a crushing period of withdrawal and loss. I had lost not only my girlfriend but my coffeehouse. Friends rallied 'round me and kept me going. My house blossomed with music. I visited friends' homes to keep my spirits up, especially on coffeehouse night.

But I found the way to get over all of that. I'm starting my own coffeehouse in a neighboring town. I'm timing it to avoid conflicts with "hers" and she and I talk enough to make sure we don't step on each others toes. I haven't found a girlfriend yet but I am back in the swing of things.

So you keep going to those sessions, keep talking, singing, and playing with others (both in the real world and here) and continue to enjoy life. There is life after fesitvals. (Or should I say between festivals?)

Enjoy!