Peripatetic, Writer, Harbinger of Mirth
In this corner, at five-pound-four and thirty inches long, she’s the fiercest chihuahua you’ve ever met. She defends her food with the courage of a Rottweiler. She’s a fierce mama bear with six gnawed nipples to prove it. She marks giants’ territory as her own and likes her scritches… ruff.
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Me: “Sometimes I talk to myself subconsciously through song.”
Friend: “Music has mystical, magical powers.”
I’m learning to play the mandolin. Today was day two. I listened to Pancho & Lefty on repeat. Every version by every artist. Then I played it over and over. Then I recorded this.
I’m not a singer. I’m not a musician. That doesn’t matter. Today I was.
Julian Wise 