Summary
Summer gradually descends upon us along with gallons of rain. The dreary outside may deown the rest of the world but in the office, I am at ease. I see the raindrops splash on the lake which sits just across the dirt road. I can see the drops of water paddled on the front stoop and balancing on the blades of grass. But none of it affects me.
I am lost in the music. My body has a pulse with the wood and the strings. One, two, three, four... Over and over I hear the newly born lyrics in my head and the pinging of the bottom strings. Ali, a gorgeous harmony rings throughout the silence of the office. The pulse, the harmony, the lyrics, they blend together perfectly. Strum and mute and strum and mute; one, two, three, four.See the full content of this document
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Harmonious Summer
The music slows, but ...
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