Thursday
I wish I didn’t have to get a real job. I wish I could be one of those guys that sells fruit on the side of the road, a part if me would be okay with that right now, but another part wouldn’t.
Another thing I would be satisfied doing is working in a record shop. Even if it were one of those big impersonal places like FYE or Tower Records (preferably not, but lets get real, those don’t exist in Chandler Arizona).
Playing music could be cool to, but I don’t have any gear, or enough money to invest in some. In the same thought, selling art could be cool.
Unrealistic, not that anyone cares…
