At home, Gina L is visiting. I want to play her some music, but my keyboard isn’t set up. I struggle to plug things in, but she says “I think I know who to have you talk to.” I ask her who, and she says “Brett”, I tell her that I know someone named Brett and she says that it is Brett C. She leaves, I give up and go outside. C is talking with a group of friends. I walk around then back inside.
My exciting life, this place