Tuesday, May 17, 2005

At Jane's.

I am at Jane's. Jane is playing violin. Jane is trying to play the fiddle.

Jim is here. Jim is trying to teach Jane to play violin. Jane is trying to play fiddle.

I am here. I am listening to Jim try to teach Jane to play violin. Jane is trying to make Jim teach fidde. Jane is being difficult for Jim. Jim is being difficult for Jane. I am listening.

Jim is talking about being in front of a crowd. Jane is talking about playing from her heart. Jim is talking about what they hear. Jane is talking about what she hears. I am listening to Jim not hearing what Jane is saying.

I get up. I take Jim's violin. I say I how I think it should go. It is somewhere in between. Leaning toward toward Jane.

I bought trash stickers before I came here. I almost bought chocolate. I wish now that I did. I wish I bought chocolate that was salty and sweet. Jane is salty. Jim is sweet. Neither of these things is true.

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