Mix Tape

The power button goes dark and the music starts.  It sweeps me up and makes me sad; no one has made me a mix tape before.  The clumsy sharpied letters make me smile.

If I could put the notes here and sing you the melody, I might, but you wouldn’t feel the way I’m feeling now.  Dead tired from a day on my feet and a restless morning, I look forward to the these songs at night.

It’s time for tea and sleep.

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