The Many Stories of Bill Fitzpatrick: My High School football stadium

So I was dreaming that it was a very beautiful, sunny day and I was walking around my High School's campus with my violin and ended up inside the football stadium. I looked at the bleachers and decided to go up to the top.

In this stadium the bleachers were metal panels and you could see around them to the ground below. You had to be careful because if you dropped anything it would fall to the ground underneath where the weeds were very thick.

Anyways so I went up to the top, which was quite high up, sat, took my violin and bow out of the case and started playing. After about five minutes I stopped, admired the sky and then looked over the edge at the ground far below.

It was then that I took my violin, placed it over that edge, smiled and let it go. I watched as it fell but I never saw it hit the ground as I awakened just before it did.

I suspect a psychiatrist might say that this showed my "love-hate" relationship with the violin.

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