I construct stories all the time, too. I relate to this.

This reminds me of someone I used to work with. They had a full book worth of different stories in their head. They would go on all work shift telling me these stories.

Great ink, friend.

I do the same when I’m unoccupied. Daydreaming can be constructive as long as you know which sidewalk is real.

The mind is always free. Nicely done,

Best prove what you cannot do before you discover what you can! Fine writing, thoughts distinguishable from maybe but not quite sure!

If you created the clouds, you understand what they mean not need to read them

Good story. I love the “Wa,,,?” lol

Amazing write, Sam. Great storytelling my friend, it’s always a plus when music is involved. Appreciate you.

Damian

Fantastic work, my friend.

About the same time as your story, I was living in East Chicago, Indiana. Near Halloween there was a parade, and all the kids wanted to be in it. I had a play guitar, and my mom slicked my black hair back and drew some sideburns on me. My black leather jacket topped it off. As we walked, I was chosen for a talent contest at the local movie theater — like yours. A bunch of us lined up, a guy put his hand over our heads and people clapped. I won first place as Elvis — a little wiggle put me over. I won $10 too, so I figure I was the first paid Elvis impersonator ever! Ha! My mom kept half.

Oh, good write, as usual. I know I took up a lot of space, but that’s cheap online, huh?

Ha! I can just see little FlatDaddy Elvis with his hair slicked back. Thanks for reading.

Thank you. Hair was an important part of life for a lot of us.