How is it possible...

I'm still awake and sobbing my stupid face off!

I just finished a re-watching of Stephen Sondheim's Sunday in the Park with George and am aching inside at how somebody can make such beauty... How is this possible? How can someone understand so much about people...? I'm in such a sedate state right now that I feel like I'm walking on air... The man never ceases to amaze me...

It's so inspiring, everything he does... He can write a sentance that speaks so much... He puts so much into so little. He understand simplicity to the point where it's not simple... If I ever meet this man I will burst into tears and shake his hand... I honestly don't know how to love him, he scares me so...

To finish this off... The lyrics to "I don't Know How to Love Him" from Jesus Christ Superstar...

I don't know how to love him.

What to do, how to move him.

I've been changed,

yes really changed.

In these past few days,

when I've seen myself,

I seem like someone else.

I don't know how to take this.

I don't see why he moves me.

He's a man.

He's just a man.

And I've had so many men before,

In very many ways,

He's just one more.

Should I bring him down?

Should I scream and shout?

Should I speak of love,

Let my feelings out?

I never thought I'd come to this.

What's it all about?

Don't you think it's rather funny,

I should be in this position.

I'm the one who's always been

So calm, so cool,

no lover's fool,

Running every show.

He scares me so.

I never thought I'd come to this.

What's it all about?

Yet, if he said he loved me,

I'd be lost. I'd be frightened.

I couldn't cope,

just couldn't cope.

I'd turn my head.

I'd back away.

I wouldn't want to know.

He scares me so.

I want him so.

I love him so.