Last night I tried writing about Neighbor Suzanne’s going away party last weekend. The words didn’t come easily so I gave up. It’s just hard sometimes to write about such things.
So instead I watched Marley and Me with the boy. Which made me less emotional, especially when the dog dies. See? No tears at all.
So today it’s a piano from the boy’s music academy. It’s a Piano Without a Player. Like a story without an author.