247/365
I'm sure I don't need to spell it out for you, just how I found myself lugging a cello on a walk of shame through a dingy music rental shop. It's a timeless tale, full of dashed hopes and broken promises... Enthusiasm was strong at the outset of the relationship, but over the past year, interest waned, turned to neglect, and finally, to indifference.
It's ok. We're moving on. Her new love? Chorus.
3 comments:
oh well. nothing ventured, nothing gained. time will tell how the Sax fares around here long term.
Drum seems to have stuck, as my oldest has just started a drum kid fund. oh dear.
I read this post early this am and now that song has been stuck in my head all day long. Thanks! :) Enjoy your blog. Wish I had it together enough to post something every day.
I believe your mom had a similar walk of shame with a trombone, too funny!
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