Wednesday, November 13, 2019

Truth in Blues

Stormy Monday.

An iconic blues song. The lyrics describe most peoples' lives.

"They call it stormy Monday
  but Tuesday's just as bad.
  They call it stormy Monday
  but Tuesday's just as bad.
  Lord, and Wednesday's worse
  and Thursday's all so bad.
  The eagle flies on Friday,
  Saturday I go out to play.
  The eagle flies on Friday,
  Saturday I go out to play.
  Sunday I go to church, yeah,
  Gonna kneel down and pray."

I lived my life that way for a long time. And I loved it.

Going out on Friday night, Saturday night, going to a bar, listening to live music, dancing. That is the Joe Testa I know best. That is a living, breathing Joe Testa.

I miss it. In the biggest way possible.

Now, the eagle does not fly on Friday and I don't go out to play on Saturday.

What does that leave me?

Not a hell of a lot.

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