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    Somebody to Love – (Chapter: (1))

    "I love you too" I said

    "so tell me about the tour…" she told me

    "everything?" I asked her not knowing if I should summarize or something because I know I wouldn’t want to hear about everything

    "everything!" she said pushing my knee "I want to know every single detail…" she added and that’s what I loved about her, her ability to listen and to learn and to love.

    "well…Amsterdam was everything you thought it would be, strippers and all" I started and she was laughing then I went on all night telling her about the crowds and the foods and the styles of clothing, but what she didn’t know was that I had picked up a special Christmas gift just for her, but due to the fact it was only October, I had some waiting to do.

    The next month was just me in the studio talking to managers of Capitol and Fueled by Ramen trying to get a production job, but they didn’t want to keep my voice at rest, so I would do various collaborations with other artists so keep everything fresh. I soon built my own office with pictures of Arizona and myself, a photo of Queen was held right behind my desk blown up to poster size and framed. It was chique, yet simple. A black Mac computer’s large screen took up most of my desk and an Iphone hook up next to it. I spent time in the studio putting together remixed songs to get a spin on things and more control. Music became a career more than a passion for me, but the more time I spent in the studio led to more and more time because it was so addicting.

    "you working at the studio again tonight?" Arizona asked me around nine getting ready to head into the hospital for an ER shift

    "I hate being home when you’re not here" I told her throwing my hair up into a pony tail and we both walked out of the apartment at the same time while I had my car pulled around to drive to the studio

    "hello?" Tommy asked answering his phone

    "hey, I’m on my way in" I told him wanting to catch him before he left for the night

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