after the flu...
in the beginning of my Flu, I lay in a parking lot thinking I must be dying, and pretty sure I saw Tony Todd coming to spirit me away to the drums over the mountain...
I guess it was not yet my time, and thus...I am still here.
BEFORE departing alone, but AFTER his sly welcoming smile had turned quite serious... Mr. Todd left me with these jazz-esque words to chew on
"be who you IS,
cause if you ain't who you is....
you is who you AIN'T..."
and with a knowing wink proceeded to turn and wander off playing New Orleans' jazz on a trumpet to an invisible back up group... Great choice in suits, Tony.
All in all, this has caused me to enjoy this round of the flu.
may all your sickness' be this informative....
I guess it was not yet my time, and thus...I am still here.
BEFORE departing alone, but AFTER his sly welcoming smile had turned quite serious... Mr. Todd left me with these jazz-esque words to chew on
"be who you IS,
cause if you ain't who you is....
you is who you AIN'T..."
and with a knowing wink proceeded to turn and wander off playing New Orleans' jazz on a trumpet to an invisible back up group... Great choice in suits, Tony.
All in all, this has caused me to enjoy this round of the flu.
may all your sickness' be this informative....