Eaves DroppingClay Matthews
I had over one hundred things I wanted to say to the woman who saying to the man who was saying to the wall I said I don’t know if I can take this anymore. Setting: The Bank. Background: A Huey Lewis track played on clarinet. Motive: To live another day in the hopes of something really stellar happening. And this was like a movie because sometimes in life you have to recognize your self as actor because this makes it much easier to keep going when it is not you doing the going but more the going doing you. Stellar. I can’t believe I thought that, because all that comes to mind now is this title: How Stellar Got Her Groove Back. Because that’s how an actor would say it if he’d had one too many cocktails. He’d say Stellar, then scream Stttellllarrr!! through the black and white streets, and while we are making deposits or taking money out he would be living a completely different life altogether, slurring, screeching, looking like the world had just pulled the glass from his hand and slapped him in the face.
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