What was I doing? Tigan accepting my request opened a new door. A door I went running through and then stood there, not knowing what to do next. I had scrolled through his pictures a million times, watched the Youtube videos, it wasn't enough anymore. I needed him to know I existed as more than just an online profile, that sounds sad doesn't it? I find it strange that everything is so digital these days. We can present ourselves however we want on a computer screen, add filters, project a completely different person than who we really are and no one is the wiser, until actual human contact is required.
He posted about an upcoming show. Same place where I first encountered him, the place where something happened that I still cannot explain. Previously the thought of returning filled me with fear, now I knew I had to go. I have to see him again, I have to see if the same thing happens, if I have a chance to, dare I say, speak to him. I couldn't just approach him out of the blue that would seem crazy right? Maybe I'll send him a message first, that would be easier, safer. The thought sent a jolt up my spine, I had toyed with the idea the last few weeks but never actually considered doing it until now. Ok, here we go.
"Hello Tigan, I caught your show a few weeks ago here in L.A and just wanted to introduce myself. I'll hopefully be attending your upcoming show on Saturday. Take care, Lenore"
Click! Message sent. My heart was pounding, what if he thinks I'm weird or some groupie chick? I need to calm myself, not jump to conclusions.
A few hours have passed and I had to tell you, he responded!
"Hello Lenore, Nice to meet you. :). Hope to see you there. Great profile pic by the way. Take care, Tigan"
Oh my God! He said great profile pic! Really it's just an overly dramatic black and white shot, you know the type, when you're trying to seem "deep" and "profound". Wait was he being sarcastic? Ok spiraling again. Now I had to go. Would he recognize me? Well we'll just have to wait and see.
