09-01-2018, 03:46 PM
As i type this, my husband is wandering through the house singing the words to Tom Petty's song, "Roll another joint" -
"But let me get to the point
Let's roll another joint
Turn the radio loud
I'm too lone to be proud
And you don't know how it feels
You don't how it feels to be me"
while the music is blaring outside in his shop, which is almost a mini amphitheater. No doubt our neighbors aren't too happy. The bass is loud and each drumbeat echoes through the windows of our house.
I guess the beers have been going down the throat a bit much, maybe? Anyhow, I am agitated and trying not to be. That music is not what I listen to anymore.
Pray that I may have patience and compassion. It's kind of hard for me to right about now.
"But let me get to the point
Let's roll another joint
Turn the radio loud
I'm too lone to be proud
And you don't know how it feels
You don't how it feels to be me"
while the music is blaring outside in his shop, which is almost a mini amphitheater. No doubt our neighbors aren't too happy. The bass is loud and each drumbeat echoes through the windows of our house.
I guess the beers have been going down the throat a bit much, maybe? Anyhow, I am agitated and trying not to be. That music is not what I listen to anymore.
Pray that I may have patience and compassion. It's kind of hard for me to right about now.