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Every Friday night, 9 PM, CJ's Bar. It's where I'll be.
Friday went quite well, and I love the bar. CJ is a great singer. The people at the bar are all friendly. It's going to be a great way to decompress at the end of every week.
The one thing I hate about playing in bars, is that no bar is that bar. No bar is the one she loved. No matter how many stages and pianos I play, I'll never look down to see her watching me. It hits me the most on nights like Friday night. I always played my best when she was watching, or when she sat beside me no the bench. Sometimes I play my piano, and close my eyes, and imagine her sitting beside me agaim. Her hand on my back, her head on my shoulder, just as it used to be. Just as it should have been for the rest of our lives.
She was all I could think about Friday night, and when I got home I looked in on Sam. I watched him sleep for a long time, and knew that I didn't regret my decision. Sam is my son. Nothing comes before him.
Friday went quite well, and I love the bar. CJ is a great singer. The people at the bar are all friendly. It's going to be a great way to decompress at the end of every week.
The one thing I hate about playing in bars, is that no bar is that bar. No bar is the one she loved. No matter how many stages and pianos I play, I'll never look down to see her watching me. It hits me the most on nights like Friday night. I always played my best when she was watching, or when she sat beside me no the bench. Sometimes I play my piano, and close my eyes, and imagine her sitting beside me agaim. Her hand on my back, her head on my shoulder, just as it used to be. Just as it should have been for the rest of our lives.
She was all I could think about Friday night, and when I got home I looked in on Sam. I watched him sleep for a long time, and knew that I didn't regret my decision. Sam is my son. Nothing comes before him.