Right now-get up-go watch Phantom of the Opera-now-go. This movie-I love it a lot. A whole lot. Alrighty then.
Today I rode an elevator with a man bigger then me. No joke, I know it's very hard to imagine, but there are bigger people then me in this world. Crazy thought, eh? At least a foot taller-and not thin. Maybe you're not getting this. I had to look UP to see his face. I haven't done that since...since...I don't even remember. Holy crap.
Look past the offense and love the offender...
Next stop: Broadway
Show: Phantom of the Opera
The musings, laughter, anguish, and tears of a Stickman living the life drawn for him by the Artist. "I must learn to serve the Artist first, His pen directs my path. He breathes life into these worn-out sticks, And stickmen will see at last."
About Me
- MRJ
- Poor. Student. Firefighter. EMT. Kind. Optimistic. Shy. Dreamer. Fool. Happy.
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In London or New York? Or both?
When do we leave?
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