From: Natalie@yabbs
To: all@yabbs
Subject: the smells of smoke
Date: Sat Sep  3 10:33:21 1994
dust flies up about my feet
covering my shiny black boots in dullness
a reflection of my being
hot sweaty bodies slam into mine
smelling of humanity and marijuana and tobacco
i stand firm
holding my own
in an ocean of insanity
clinging to the edge
howling my anger at
being labeled
being told i'm going to be a failure
being treated like shit
by everything and everyone
for one night
i don't have to take it
i can just exist 
in this sea of humanity
a cloud of smoke
hanging over us
the demons we exorcised

this is kinda what i felt at NIN last night...it was the MOST incredible 
concert i ever went to, and very very very cathartic, at least for me.  

natalie