Week in the Life with Music

Week in the Life with Music

(Or at least I don’t think it has.)

Today I felt claustrophobic at a local candy store. And I was really close to dying.  Ok, so maybe it was only a mild panic attack and not death, but I still felt horrible enough that I had to step out for a few breaths.  It was insane and I’ve never felt that closed in before.  Let it be known that I will never go there on a weekend. Ever.

To start with the candy store is oh-so-small.  Add in a bunch of foaming-at-the-mouth kids (not mine, mind you), big candy-crazed adults, and the overwhelming smell of popcorn and candy, and you have the setting for a horror story.   I mean, really, if it wasn’t for the intoxication from the  popcorn and candy, I might have not been able to post this.  (Read: I may have been in jail due to mass murder.)