On the sea of gray I move.. Today my journey's sound track is the echo of a violin with a piano.. Toying in the recesses of my mind. The violin taunts the piano with its merry echo as the piano keys strike and then the echo drawing across the strings with hastened movement almost laughing at the roughness of the piano's steps and sound..
I weave and maneuver my way with the ebb and flow of this exchange. Seeing what is before me and around me but pulled in by the tune and the play that is happening.. I see the players hands in my mind their mouths with the smirk as they play their lines in triumph only to have it echoed by the other.
I let myself feel the music.. and I continue forward.. Remembering that I have a task and end goal. This path that I am on will lead to an ending with turning away from music wander and enter a world of tech, keystrokes, phone calls..
For a few more moments though I am here.. absorbed in the very essence of the notes exchanging the tempo changes.. The dance..
I pull into my spot in the garage.. I hesitate to turn the key .. Just a few more seconds.. I feel the vibration and a small amount of irritation that it has begun before I even enter the doorway. The key turns.. The dance ends and I traverse the last parts of gray on foot.. Buzz.. Hello.. this is Gretchen Speaking..
