Playing piano with E? I’m doing all these great jazz chords and runs, and E’s in the way, plus there’s branches everywhere. I walk over and we drive down nice streets. Some women are in a small car and crash in front of us. E drives right by. We turn down a few streets and they’re there. They stop and talk to E. She’s trying to ignore them and we leave. Go up a dead-end street to a nice hotel, then turn back.
My exciting life, this place