One year later...what's changed???

on may 24th, we slept peacefully, but in burlington, vermont, our world was crumbling. we didn't know it yet, but something was coming to an end. the rumors had built that weekend; someone met trey in a bar, someone talked with mike at a grocery store. the news was bleek. but for the most part, we were all optimistic that it was the same 99% untrue rumors that we'd been hearing ever since 2000. it's happened before, but never again. not this time. this time, we really need them. this time, it was personal. and we didn't let it bother us, we just kept trekking ahead to may 25th, and then at noon, the rumors from the east coast had rolled in. BIG PHISH NEWS- post titles declared, the biggest phish news since hiatus. what could it be? additional tour dates? what's so big about that? the long awaited cypress dvd/cd? nothing huge utterly earthshocking about that. what was it that they were going to tell us? we were intrigued, but optimistic. then it came, like a brick on your chest. you get home from school to 100+ messages on your computer screen. the news that would kill you, you swore once, had come true. no more phish in the sea? what does that mean? how can you comprehend that? where are they going? unable to do anything else, you cry. you cry huge tears, welling from your eyelids and slowly cascading down your cheeks. phish was you. phish music was life music. you couldn't believe that they were gone, you couldn't believe that they'd leave you in the way that they did. we were all stunned that may afternoon, as the dark clouds of emptiness peaked across the horizon, your motives became a little less clear and your ambitions changed. fuck the girl, fuck the soccer, let's see phish. that lasted an hour, yourself realizing phish wasn't mine anymore, phish was gone, and i'll miss it, and when i still think about those summer nights riding home in the back of my brother's friends car, blazed out of my mind, finding solace in their tasty grooves. solace in knowing that i had what i had for as long as i had it, and when i had it, it was good, and when its gone, its over. there's nothing you can do to replace the memories they gave you, nothing like the look on trey's face, and the smile mike gives you, or the way you feel when fish just plays for you, and how page's hair would always get caught in the wind. one year later and i miss them more than i did. one year later and i'm still thinking about how they affected me. one year later and phish is still gone, never to sing us another song, never to give us an adventure when we need it the most. why can't all days be like may 24th?