Oh, Hey There

On our way back to the office from giving blood Bill and I ran into Musician. We stopped and chatted briefly. Musician complemented my hair cut (thanks), and invited us to the afternoon concert he was setting up. Neither of us made the concert.

I'm half waiting for Musician's email asking about Bill and I. A question I can't fault him for asking. I mean, really, What on Earth Are we doing?

Can you tell this has been troubling me a bit recently?