Let’s say our stories are sitting in the basement. Let’s say we will do anything to avoid going down into the dark, musty and cluttered place. Let’s say we’ve begun to hear voices drifting up through the heating vents. Let’s say they sound a whole lot like Subterranean Homesick Blues.
Johnny’s in the basement
Mixing up the medicine…
…Look out kid
It’s somethin’ you did
God knows when
But you’re doin’ it again
You better duck down the alley way
Lookin’ for a new friend… —Subterranean Homesick Blues, Bob Dylan
Let’s say you’d like an instruction right about now. Let’s say the only instruction is to copy those lines on piece of real paper with a real pencil with your real hand. Tuck them in your pocket. Read them ten times before the sun goes down. Then bring one of those stories up from the basement. You better duck down the alley way, lookin’ for a new friend…
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