The Concert!

A snippet from my daughter's concert.  This was my favorite song of the night, but they were all good.

About midway through the concert, and in the middle of a song, a woman got up and headed down the stairs.  The woman was walking slow, as if the music was the soundtrack to her descent.  I found myself watching, letting the music carry my thoughts.  Where was she headed?  A romantic rendezvous?  And then I shifted my rear on the bench, realizing my right leg was going numb and bitterly thought "Who does she think she is?  This music isn't for her alone."

It is a terrible place, my mind.