Rock n Roll Superstar

Date: 7/20/2016

Well I am sitting on my porch play on a few chords on my dynamic Jimmy Hendrix Electric Guitar. (I never owned a guitar in my life) This random crowd of people walk up to me and ask me to perform my hit. I ask what hit? They say the one you love the most??? Soooo, I grab my guitar and start playing some random chords and singing my lungs out in tune and harmony to some unknown song. All I remember were the words, "Concentration and the season to exist." The dream jumps to me on stage at some massive music hall, hundreds of thousands of people screaming, and I am on stage in all white and a pair of Chuck Taylor's playing the shit out of my guitar. My big curly frizzy hair is bouncing in my face and I do the Rockstar jump from the stage into the crowd and face plant in a pile of shit. I stand up looking around and they are still screaming to me to keep rocking I wake up after that. Sigh... I work as a medical billing auditor and I played the clarinet in high school. I don't get it. Guess I need to keep rocking??