Saturday, May 29, 2010
Music Theory on a Fun Bus
A picture:
Strangers.
A smelly bus.
Smelly old men.
Coughing, farting, sneezing, among others.
Mass amounts of musky perfume and cigarette smoke.
Old seat cushions and confined seating space.
Dirty floors with broken glass.
A hint of bathroom odor.
Stuffy and cold.
Long ride.
A song appears:
People.
Calm, quiet.
Moonlight.
Engine Humming.
Blue floor night lighting.
The sound of a tired old man dreaming of winning big money.
The sparkling glass shimmers on the ground glittering up the bus.
Realization of good company and a common goal.
Scenic views and moonlight.
Flowing moving motion.
Rhythm.
Bliss.
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ha ha well put! Ther you are such a good writer! You should definitely do something with writing! Ps. I love you and I love your blog. Im glad you came on the funbus, even though it was smelly.
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