Missing....
I was in the kitchen yesterday when "Here, There and Everywhere" came on XM out in the living room. As the opening strains floated out to where I was standing I was suddenly overtaken by the thought: "I miss Paul!" And it's true -- both in the physical and the abstract sense. In the abstract I have not been paying much attention to the Beatles lately. This, as I've mentioned before, is what happens when I'm pregnant. My brain is consumed by other things and the Beatles go to the back burner. So I miss Paul's daily presence in my home. But there's also the physical sense -- it has been a long time since I spent any time with Paul. The last time I saw him in person was 17 months ago. It will be much later this year, if at all, that I have another opportunity to see him. While I'm grateful there's at least a possibility it will happen, it still sort of bites, considering if I had my way he'd be living in my garage giving a concert a day for my own personal edification and amusement.
It did just occur to me, however, that I have the DVD of the last tour in my cabinet and I have not watched it yet. It's a poor substitute but better than none at all. I guess I will have to haul it out tomorrow and take a walk down memory lane.