Oh, I might as well just jabber on. Part two. Sunday.
I survived the day, I don't know how, on just a few hours of sleep and too much adrenaline. Again, I was housebound until the very last minute, and very very stressed when I finally got on the train. Luckily the message got out that Adam was already at the studio, so I knew I could relax and just enjoy the ride. And put on some make-up in an incredibly smelly train toilet.
Again I found a nice group of people, and a great spot in the sun, so the wait felt really short. Everyone was surprised when a black cab went through the gate and Leah got out. And even more so when after her Adam got out and walked inside too!! The first Adam was a great lookalike apparently!
We were let in very early and I found myself next to the door to the studio, silently enjoying the feeling that Adam was on the other side of the wall. He was soundchecking, but between the soundproof doors and the chattering of the people in the hall I couldn't hear much. But maybe that moment was the best one of the weekend for me. Standing there, feeling close, knowing I was going to see him again. I was not really looking forward to getting my face on the television, so I decided to find a place a bit towards the back. But the universe decided differently, the guy who was showing everyone their places took my arm and put me and skaschep right at the front. My first instinct was to run away, but then I realized I would be practically in Adam's lap. So I stayed. Mireille joined us illegally with Alexander and so our little group was complete.
The show went by really quicky, and all of a sudden the stage turned and Adam was standing right before me! I just looked at him and looked and looked and I think I got every inch of his body seared into my brain. His fingers are so elegant. ALN was over very fast, and then the interview happened. It was so good to sit there and look at him talk. It was easier to keep my brain together, and observe, and feel, and enjoy, without the sheer power of Adam on stage directed to me. You saw the interview, it was hilarious and Adam was really having a good time. The rest you know too, Ghost Town, and afterwards when he came out and took the time to say hi and take pictures. He even was nice enough to wave to us the first time he passed by and tell us he would be back. I didn't need to have another picture or something else, I just hung back and basked in the feeling of having him so close. So great to be able to share that with the group of people there too.
When I got home my husband was still awake, and of course watching the show. I was a bit nervous about it, but although you can see me quite clearly in some shots it was fine. He even chuckled in the right moments during Adam's interview.
And now I'm here, in the aftermath. Adam is gone again, and it feels empty. That grin on my face is not going anwhere soon though. I was so lucky this weekend, and so happy. This is going to carry me for quite a while.
