Remember that time when you were in the spotlight? When the audience was shrouded in dark and
the light was hot and bright on you? And
the lines that you had memorized for months, the ones you were always reciting
in the shower and on your way to the grocery store and as you fell asleep, flew
out of your mind? When your mouth opened
and there were no words ready to come out?
So you made something up.
You created your own words. And
the show went on.
That is the story of my life.
Sometimes, I hate it.
So good! Oh man, That's definitely the story of my life =)
ReplyDeleteYou've definitely captured life's unscripted nature, and our need to 'ad lib' along the way since the show goes on.
excellent :)
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