mind you...i am a very grateful person...but even grateful people are thrown off the edge sometimes...
so here is my story...
the christmas of my 16th year...i had a lot of difficult changes take place...so anything and everything which i could find some sort of solitude or release...i wholeheartedly embraced...
so my particular escape of choice at this time was music. and all i wanted was a tapedeck. or those new "CD" players if you will.
...i AM old.
i KNEW i would get it.
so a couple of weeks before christmas...a large mysterious appeared under the tree. oh man.
so on christmas eve...i fought the urge to open this present...and kindly opened my new christmas pajamas instead.
so christmas morning...
i save this box for last. i could already see myself inside my bedroom with my door shut listening to that moving melodic sounds of that "devil" music. and nothing ever sounded (hypothetically) so sweet.
so as i smoothed my hands over the wrapping paper. i slowly pulled away at each individual piece of tape. it was coming closer...and closer...and there it was!
a sewing machine!
WHAT THE HELL?
though i am ever so grateful now...i have to admit.
that blew.