Tuesday, February 11, 2014

Day 41


Walk in the front door.

"Philip Glass!!" I say, stumbling over myself through the front door.

Flute choir and flute lesson, all in one day, and I come home to Philip Glass.

I feel so cultured for knowing who that is.

Knock knock.

Who's there?

Knock knock.

Who's there??
Knock knock.

...Who's there???

Philip.

Philip who?

Philip Glass.


Julian taught me that one.

Cheers,
SWH

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