I came across some old sheet music from a solo competition I participated in a long time ago. Pulled out m’girl from my cedar chest and damn…I’ve still got it.
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I came across some old sheet music from a solo competition I participated in a long time ago. Pulled out m’girl from my cedar chest and damn…I’ve still got it.
“It’s FrrrAHNk-ehn-SCHTEEN!” I’m elated at how this turned out, aesthetically. I even love the accidental smudge.
It’s been a long week….(Say it. Aloud. In public. Do it. You know you want to.)
Storytime. Boss goes to Lowe’s. Finds canvas print in clearance bin for $1.57. Buys it for me. Doesn’t remove the price tag. Returns to office. Hands it to me. I laugh and thank him for his immense generosity. We hang it up on the wall. We stand back and look at it………….I break the silence, “Soooo, I’m not sure how to handle the fact that you basically bought me a metaphor of my life. And then hung it up for me to stare at every day while I’m here in this place….Not really sure what kind of message you’re trying…