on the day i took the last of my stuff out of the percussion cage at the music school i drove to abbot and wandered around inside looking like a lost pedophile, starting on the swings and finally arriving (not on purpose) at the room where i was first handed a drum and a pair of sticks.
i wrote quite the journal entry that day, and resolved to never let anyone see it.
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on the day i took the last of my stuff out of the percussion cage at the music school i drove to abbot and wandered around inside looking like a lost pedophile, starting on the swings and finally arriving (not on purpose) at the room where i was first handed a drum and a pair of sticks.
i wrote quite the journal entry that day, and resolved to never let anyone see it.
let's hang out already.
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