There’s no place like home.
I wish I were allowed to bring Dulcinea to work. I feel like practicing tonight. First time I have felt this way in … a long time. Oh well. I really have a lot to do here. Lots to learn. Lots to study. And Dulcinea would really just be a distraction.
Do I really need to practice Alan Parson’s “Blue Blue Sky” tonight anyway? It’s pretty rainy outside. What?! You do not know the song? I must rectify this!