Been trying.
Darling, you there? Pick up. Been trying to reach you for a while now. Just once it would be nice to catch you home instead of getting the machine. Talking like this has become a habit. Out on the road and nothing makes sense without your voice. Forgive me if the machine has 35 hang-ups before you get this message. It’s soothing to me. Your voice. That little lift in your tone brings me a sense of comfort in the busy day to day of this unnatural life. I could stand to hear it again and again. Small relief for a simple man. Actually I’m calling cause we passed through Ves Perti, Texas yesterday. Remember that place? Yeah, I was thinking about you all night. Our first trip out on the road and good ol Ves Perti, that four-way stop out in the middle of no where. That place was hardly an excuse for a town. That small diner next to the gas station is still standing. I found our table in the back with our initials carved into the wood. Dinner and dancing to the old jukebox while the boys in the band laughed us on. That seems so incredibly long ago. Damn. All I can think about is you. Missing you is unbearable. How about next trip out, you come along? For old times sake, come cheer me on. I know what you’ll say, but just think about it. Please? Look, I’ll try calling again before I leave town. Yeah, don’t worry I’ll check the message service and see if you left me anything. Please, keep leaving them. It’s a just a piece of paper, but all the same it’s comes from you. Love you darling. Have a good day. Oh, try not to miss me too much.
The first 300. I’d wanted to use a phone message as the backdrop. It took a bit of thinking to do. Don’t be surprised if there are other phone ones. I really dug this idea. Inspired by the Music. Musicians on the road, away from home, missing their families. You know? Not what wanted to use as the first one. But the other one is still very rough. Give me time. And there will be others as I’ve got a few on paper already. enjoy?? m.
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