Laundry
I'm listening to the recording of Zac's NYSSSA concert. It sounds awesome. I know his voice is in there somewhere. It's so frustrating knowing I'm hearing his voice and not being able to find it. I wish I could extract those other 100 voices and just listen to him.
Anyway, I was thinking about this one day...July 3rd, if I'm not mistaken. Sarah and I were at Zac's house with his cousin, Heather, and he asked us "If you were a piece of laundry, what would you be?" He said he'd be the sock that gets lost in the drier and goes along for an extra ride. Zac, when are we going to discover that you're just taking an extra ride in the drier?
I was laying on my mom's bed today, watching her fold socks. She threw out a bunch that didn't have a mate and hadn't had one for a long time. I was thinking about how horrible it is that a sock is useless without its mate and how tragic it would be if we just threw out some of our favorite socks, only to discover its mate later.
Zac, I feel useless without you. Stop playing around. Come out of the drier, your extra ride has lasted long enough, honey. Please. They're going to throw me out.
posted by M.Jazz @ 10:32 PM
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