Maybe that is how I would describe this morning at breakfast. A serenade. It was not music, but interesting. I know I have complained about being joined by others at breakfast. Claiming that I would rather be alone with my thoughts.. But I find myself looking forward to it now. My group is like a serenade as it is a real mixture of sounds-like music. One is prim and proper and super nice. One is as complaining as you can get, so makes a lot of noise, one is very self centered and knows it all. Sometime someone will join us and just adds bits and pieces. I am reserved and keep my opinions to myself, and occasionally tell something. All in all, we are interesting and make a lot of fun noises. Music I guess.
Betty Boop
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