Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Nineteen


Tonight will bring the second gig. The success of the first night has calmed our nerves a little, yet butterflies still invade our stomachs in tension hungry packs.

Don’t panic, they love us!

Not even my unnatural confidence can calm us.

So, I let my mind drift into elaborate daydreams…

Of album covers, poster designs. Intricate ideas for distant stage shows…

Am I a poor, deluded dreamer? No. Soon. Very, very soon. Call it destiny, or fate, or karma. But I know that it’s soon. Events will happen, the making of a man. To find a purpose in life and see the pieces fall into place.

A gut instinct.



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