Thursday, October 6, 2016

1st convo with bashu... (i recognized him as that corny guy from the yellow door with the super cheesy songs....that had unfortunately settled in cozy beautifully inside my limbic system for ever&ever&evenafterthat)

bashu is playing in the metro
i join him
we sing The Band
we sing The (his) Mountain
we sing mumf
no cash

he bites a piece
of my pizza
(cheese)

y- tough crowd eh?
b-bahhhh it's always that way...
   it's like meditation, you have alot
     of thoughts pass by & you let them go....
        until u get a good one that stands out like a smile, somone sings along or some money.

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