Music for the heart, mind, and spirit...

It’s 2 days before Thanksgiving and I’m driving by an airport on my way to meet you at work. There are wild turkeys flying in the sky. I meet Jerry at a very large industrial complex that looks to be a wholesaler to places like Lowe’s and Home Depot. Jerry’s working in plain clothes and wearing all black. We’re trying to talk but coworkers keep interrupting us. Someone has given me a motorcycle, a really nice one. A woman that you work with tells me she has something for me in her trunk so we walk over to her car. She gives me a bag and in it is a really nice black helmet whose visor is shaped like a porthole. Also, there are black leather gloves and jacket. It’s a nice ensemble. Jerry and I go back to talking but this very large gruff man who’s wearing a heavy metal shirt with graphics on it keeps interjecting. He has really long hair tied in a pony tail. We’re looking at each other like, when is this man going to go away?

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