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Oct. 3rd, 2004 12:23 amI told them.
I told Penny and one of the bartenders. Bartleby, an angel though I didn't see any wings.
This is the first time I've told someone, instead of someone telling me they knew.
It feels . . . good.
Last night was for shite but the guitar from Lady Tere is a cherry instrument. Perfect tone. I may go down later and noodle on the piano--I've got a tune in my head just begging to be released. When everyone's asleep, if that ever happens here. Though it always does seem to be about five in the afternoon, just as happy hour starts and people want their dinner.
If I wrote a song about Penny it would be about sparkles and sunshine. If I wrote a song about Moiraine it would be about moonlight. I think if I tried to write a song about Lady Tere it would be an insult so I won't even try. Bartleby, now? That I'm not sure. Thunder, I think, but soft things too.
I miss Liam. Isn't that the shite? Six weeks or more that I haven't seen him and today I start missing him. But talking to Bartleby made me miss my brother.
Huh.
Tomorrow's word is TUNE.
I told Penny and one of the bartenders. Bartleby, an angel though I didn't see any wings.
This is the first time I've told someone, instead of someone telling me they knew.
It feels . . . good.
Last night was for shite but the guitar from Lady Tere is a cherry instrument. Perfect tone. I may go down later and noodle on the piano--I've got a tune in my head just begging to be released. When everyone's asleep, if that ever happens here. Though it always does seem to be about five in the afternoon, just as happy hour starts and people want their dinner.
If I wrote a song about Penny it would be about sparkles and sunshine. If I wrote a song about Moiraine it would be about moonlight. I think if I tried to write a song about Lady Tere it would be an insult so I won't even try. Bartleby, now? That I'm not sure. Thunder, I think, but soft things too.
I miss Liam. Isn't that the shite? Six weeks or more that I haven't seen him and today I start missing him. But talking to Bartleby made me miss my brother.
Huh.
Tomorrow's word is TUNE.
