Sparing the Lecture

Sparing the Lecture R Handed over to crayons I got my first space station I outlined it in silver with blue portals. it had windows for space gazing and I colored the sky infinite because you have to do that. Handed over to the piano I was confused by the 88 keys which had purposeless hopelessness addded to its black whiteness until I got a nylon string guitar which made sense. my piano had an attitude guitar-wise But a few chords later it became obvious that the 88 keys matched the chord patterns of the guitar. And so my knell was knolled. Handed over to the 7th grade I stood against the wall of the gym on the guy side and looked at the girls on the girl side and it was as tense as an emotional tourniquette. The music The Sloop John B punched the adolescent clock and Freda and Trisha started dancing with each other. One guy opened his hand to a safe choice which was his next door neighbor and other guys followed. I walked into a cluster in a line dance which I managed without a lot of damage but I felt good about something undefinable. Handed over to the seafood restaurant I got in line in my black garb which gave me that you're not ok look but as it was you had to line up near the do