October 16, 2027
“I was here six months ago and he gave me a coffee mug. The place is so different, it’s evolved. There was only one painting. It had a different energy. It’s calmer now and not so dramatic.”
“Do you want to see his new studio?”
She pushed a button on her phone and the purple drapes retracted revealing two full glass garage doors. When the moving curtains came to a stop, the lights came on behind the glass. A white hot light. On each pane of glass was a different saying. Some were from the coffee mug. Some Bible verses. Some inspirational quotes. The largest etched graphic, pasted over two of the larges panels in the glass door: “Remember, Remember the Twelfth of December.”
You don’t bother to ask what it means.
First, how did you get my truck?
Second, he is an asshole.
Third, its starting to really take shape.
Great minds…
YES YES YES!!! Some real juice on these messages!
Thanks a million. I hope I can write what I see in my mind.
Dm me your address or else I’ll never make this invite!