so, while on one of my many bus adventures on Friday, i left Esmé, my guitar, on a bus. somewhere. in the general Uptown/Linden Hills/Tangletown/Phelps/an
d-other-surrounding-neighborhoods-that-i-may-have-passed-through area.
and being the inattentive and horrible parent that i am, i didn’t realize that she was missing until about 9 PM on saturday. i called Metro Transit, and she has yet to be found.
this kind of hurts my soul because i WOULD loose Esmé merely days before our first anniversary. whatabitch. she could have stuck around 3 more days…. that is the denial of responsibility speaking.
frowny face with tears doesn’t even begin to cover it.
<3.
