After the drumming, we took the long way home and I played Rush for Megan and she played Pierce the Veil for me. And next week I get to see my old friend, and take her to a show and maybe play some music or whatever and probably laugh about Rush and whatever else we used to think was so serious and new. And next week I probably won’t be decrepit and smelling like piss yet, and I can still for the most part basically hear, and I have a job and it’s fall and there’s apples and surprises and this nut-brown pleasantly leathery lady played one of my drums, the blond conga, and I said I’m glad my drum made a new friend, and Megan said the spirits were heavy in there tonight, and Tom said she seems like an old soul, and we both said I’ll see you Sunday. So yeah. So yeah. (2016)