Something about music played with friends, something wild and transcendent happened tonight… be happy for me, anybody out there. I joined the band, lent my hands and rhythm to the rhyme scheme shared by all and even played bass for the first time. It was horribly fun, so much so fun I want one now—oh joy, another thing to set my heart’s desire on! Anything I could say about music falls into cliché, so there’s almost no point saying it.

Still, I have nothing else to talk about here and now. Every cell is aswirl with rhythm and song.

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