thoughts of reality
My thoughts of reality escape me through the sounds of music. Perfect harmony of the saxophone with the bass guitar, people sitting attentively listening to what chord strikes next. People pleased, and cheerful, and happy. But as I step out side of the hospital as I have been locked away for 1 week… I notice a lot of facial grimacing, and hearing complaints of the hot, healing sun, and steadily increasing traffic nearby……WOW!….My thoughts of reality felt better within my imagination….