I loaded about three hundred songs on my computer from my brother's hard drive.
It didn't work. So I did it again.
I drove into town to bring him home.
Then I drove back again.
I screwed things up that were quite alright.
Then made a joke to diffuse things.
But I only changed my pants once.
Which is quite amazing.
Because I change my pants a lot.
The Next Day...
I drove my sister to the airport.
Then drove back home.
I drove my brother to meet some people.
They didn't show up.
I drove back to pick him up.
I loaded the unworking music on my computer.
Only half of it worked.
My sister's flight was cancelled.
Her phone broke.
I drove to the airport.
I waited outside the airport.
I drove around in circles.
I asked a guy to go get her for me.
We tried to find the cell phone parking lot.
We tried to find his mom.
By the time we found it,
She'd already left.
But we had to take another loop.
Then I drove home.
In the dark.
In the rain.
My sister hit her head on the trunk.
That was today.


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