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A Strange Day
Tonight….. (that was Sunday night)

Big news for me really.
I was just finished playing with my band, and Tim was so kind to give me a ride to the place I had to go, the place a curefan lived. An old man but a cure fan! And his girlfriend and his daughter. All cure fans really. So I stepped out of Tim’s car, and for a second I felt that mad paranoia coming, I always have that when I have to find a place by myself, I always get lost. Like in that song of The Clash, lost in the supermarket…That’s so me. Anyways I came there in a sort of apartment building. Pushed the button, I was afraid I had to talk but the door zoomed emidiatly, so I went in. Up on the stairs, swaying up ad up and up….I couldn’t find the door at first hand, so I was just going up and up and up untill I heared someone open a door just as I wanted to get another floor higher. A woman stood in the doorstep. Black shirt and red haired, with a young girl, age 3, between her legs that was obviously hiding for me. And giggling. I started to laugh (probably from the nervs) and said I just never was able to find my way in an appartment. The woman said something that I can’t recall and we shook hands. “Hi, I’m Nancy”.
“I’m Eva, great to be here” I said (I didn’t know what to say so I just….said something that I thought would be the slightest bit polite).
“ He fell alseep haha” Nancy said as a man came walking in the hallway in his sort of pyjamas I guess. I laughed and shook hands with him and repeated my name. He seemed sleepy and it seemed like he didn’t really know what the hell was going on. It didn’t matter. Of course it didn’t. He went off to take a shower or something and I went into the living room to find the little girl hiding under the table and repeating the words: “I’m a little shy! I’m a little shyyy” to her mum. It was adorable, really. I bended over to peek under the small table and as soon as she saw I was looking she tried to hide even more.
I just kept repeating: “awwwww” and “you don’t have to be scared!”
“Take a seat” Nancy said and I ‘plumped’ down onto the couch and observed the little girl that came out of her hiding place and also took a seat right next to me. Nancy offered me something to drink and came back a minute later with some youghurt kinda drink. It was nice. I just sat there for a while looking at the girl who was watching telly and looking around at the place. Never had any clue how Curefans lived (like they are a totally different kind of human :p). The house was a bit like I had expected, a bit alternative. And the best was that they had these fairly big Cure-posters on the walls. It was funny, because I was totally stunned when I saw them. Sort of mindblowing in a way, sort of heavenly too. Strange thing to describe really (it probably just felt like HOME). Nancy and I talked a bit about me being cure fan and it was so strange caus I’m always used to really explaining to people how I feel about it and that it sounds strange and that it’s hard to describe to someone who doesn’t feel it, but in this case, she kinda interrupted me and told me she knew exactly what I was talking about. It calmed me down in a strange some sort of way. After just sitting there for a while, and me feeling totally comftable wich is strange, the man I’d seen before came into the room. I can’t really rememer everything we done, it just came to it that Nancy and the girl (good name for a song/book/movie: ‘Nancy and the girl’) went to get chinese food and me following the man to the balconny so that he could smoke a ciggy. It was quite a depressing neighbourhood I concluded from the way the light struck the view you had from the balconny. It seemed like a poor subburb. While this maybe a bad interpetation. It was fun to look out though. To see something else. And to talk to the man of course. We talked about a lot of things ( not that we sat there for ages but…y’know). Just things…..Anything really. After his cigarette was done, we went back inside and watched some more of the Cure-dvd he had thrown right in the dvd player as soon as he got back from the shower before. It was funny when he came to the question if I could tune a guitar. I said I was probably able to, though I don’t play guitar. He got his acoustic one and ‘plinged’ some. It was funny, he knew all these short tunes of songs I was unable to remind haha. I wanted to play too (I always get totally mad if I see someone with an instrument in their hands, then I just can’t stand it to not have my bass there), so I got my bass that I had with me because I’d gone straight from my band to his house. I ‘plinged’ some too, not properly tuned though too haha. I couldn’t remember all the cure songs I could play. I know a lot, I just never repeat them so I forget how to play them after a while. It was fun though. When Nancy and the girl came back, with the chinese food, we went to have dinner. It was nice. Just really nice. We talked, laughed, watched The Cure. Everything. The night went fast really.
It was such a strange feeling, so strange I just can’t describe it elseway. Strange because, these were old people that treated me like I was old too (that’s positive….), like they CARED or something, and it was like we understood though we’d never seen each other. For me it was like that at least, maybe they were like: ‘jeez what a strange girl is that!’. I felt really calm there, like there was no need to explain anything, it was all just fairly relaxed. Besides that it damned much seemed like a fairy-tale. You see, I’ve never been in the neighbourhood they live, so I didn’t know where the hell I was really. Outside everything was grey and dark, it was like they were in this happy, bright, little house, hanging around being the happy family. They seemd like a fairy-tale caus they could’ve been the family that didn’t care about the outside world, and the outside world that didn’t care about them. It’s strange to put it in this way caus of cours they weren’t living this happy fairy-tale life but…It’s just the way I wished it would be I guess.
At least I hope I’ll have the chance to get there more often, and I hope they wouldn’t mind. It’s just that I imagine these ‘trips’ as something I need to get out of the daily drag, like I’m going on holiday to Happy Cure Island (ok, you can exaggerate :p). It’s just my way of medicating myself haha.

All with All (great dutch expression that is) it was a very strange night, as I mentioned the word ‘strange’ for about 12 times (including the last 2 in this sentence) :p.

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