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Do You Know I’m Doing the Best I Can?
No, but hum a little bit of it and I’ll pick it up as we go along
We never know when illumination will come, do we?
I find it’s often in the moments when I myself am not going to be presented in the best light.
It happened in the Chinese restaurant a night or two ago. Well, in the restroom of the Chinese restaurant, to be more precise.
In the present climate, with so-called social distancing being the order of the day, one might wonder why the Lovely Lady and I would wander out to eat with friends at all, but at least I had the presence of mind to wash my hands before I returned to the table.
I even remembered to sing the Happy Birthday song in my head while I did it. But it seems that may be where I went wrong.
I was doing fine until I got to the phrase, “Happy birthday, dear ____.” And then the wheels started to come off.
I couldn’t think of who I wanted to sing to. My hands stopped moving. Still, no name at all came to mind. In the absence of inspiration, the singing just trailed off. In my head, I mean.
I looked at the man in the mirror for help, but he just had a confused look on his face.
