Music Monday
I went out to hear some music. The air was thick with promise, the kind that clings to your collar and smells like late summer. I didn’t stay long enough to hear the band, but the jazz had already found me.
I went out to hear some music. The air was thick with promise, the kind that clings to your collar and smells like late summer. I didn’t stay long enough to hear the band, but the jazz had already found me.