Where Else?

I have a feeling I might be writting more than usual.
I have no one else to talk to right now, and yet still have things to say.

Where else but here would you have a night like this. Listening to Collin Raye sing Old tTime Rock and Roll? Or that one from Back to Future, in a private outdoor concert? Watching the stars come out downtown in SLC, in street closed just for this? THOUSANDS rocking away.
It was pretty cool. But I am sooo tired I just couldn't stay any longer. Dancing took what little energy I had - energy I was leaching off the crowd around me in the first place.
I could have sworn though...
You know I just don't know which is and which isn't. My imagination is very active, everyone knows that. But yet I've been right all along before and just didn't know it.
Just being ... sharing the music, the venue, the other part of my world few ever see. The other passion in my life. Sharing what's probably the biggest part of who I am now.
Where is my imagination taking over and what is oh I don't know - alternate parallel universe.
It's all confusing. I've just been telling my imnagination to shut up already. But yet,

stupid odd brain. No one else is wired like this. How could I be right? I'd still rather talk about it. Certaintly? Life it is ever changing.

Salt Lake says Good Night