It’s Sunday morning and Sonya wakes up to a few missed calls. Her godmother, dad and Jonathan has been calling nonstop. It took her a while to find her phone. She had a wild virtual date with Jonathan. He’s been quarantined since he’s been back from a family trip. So, it’s been nothing but virtual action for them. They’ve managed to make it work. However, the quarantine is over and it’s Valentine’s Day.
I think we’re finally hitting a groove. After a few virtual lessons. As well as, some very good hands on. I feel really good about a song that I’ve started working on. We’ve had about six that just sounded insane. I’ve played a few back and was frightened. There’s now a genre that I’ve always loved. Many people think that it’s rhythm and blues. I can sing it pretty well. However, that’s totally not the case…..
The first visit of the year. I was reprimanded for being a week late. I’ve fallen into this creative space and I’m enjoying it. However, when this happens I get into an emotional tizzy. It gets insane, I’m sensitive about every single thing. My friend typed in all caps. Talking about taking things personal… That was four days ago. Although, I received an apology. I still feel offended by this. I’ll get over it. Maybe, I’ll write a song about it.
Whether it’s our favorite singer, actor, restaurant, planet… You get where I’m coming from. It just so happens that mine turned out to be three women. Actually, it would be four awesome ladies. Whitney Houston, Bette Davis, Joan Crawford and My mother Charlene. She’s the one that gotten me into them in the first place. It turned out that they would become major influences in my life. Of course, my mom was. She was the greatest person on earth. I mean… Look at her production. I think I’m a solid dude. 😉
I’ve become the go-to person at the job. That seemed to follow for the rest of my life. Also, I’ve become the favorite friend to everyone. That was really annoying. I said that I was stoned all the time. I had to hear someone else’s problems. It would instantly blow my high.Continue reading “An overdue reunion… Concluded”
When you plan to stay for five minutes. Why would you stay for an hour? Usually, when people do this. They know that something insane might happen. Especially, when it’s in an extremely sketchy neighborhood. It looked like Oprah gave each block a police tower. Why did every block need one? Why did Sonya even care? She could’ve just dropped off the card and left.Continue reading “The Grand Exit…. Not!”