My good friend Charlie had a priceless quote last Friday when we were working together.
It was an incredibly busy day.
He said, “I feel like I’m trapped inside a Dali painting and I can’t get out.”
Damn, I could definitely relate.
Working in a cigar store is so close to the analogy, it’s almost scary.
And there’s a story amidst all the smoke.
If it ever clears, I’ll write it down.
Good call, Charles, deep too…
ps. thanks for the Starbucks, Eliud.
pps. be sure to check out the Virtual Dali link in “Cyberjazz”…