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    I brushed up against a dream today but nothing happened.

    No, that’s not true. About three weeks ago, the manager at the Inn asked me to make a proposal to run the Bakery, which could be a really cool breakfast and lunch coffee house kind of place. I can see it. I worked hard on the proposal to give to the owner when he came back to town last Friday. Today he told me he’s going to close the Bakery all together. We had no further discussion.

    Though I’m familiar enough with him to know that may not be the last word, I drove home tonight with “No” in my pocket. I turn to songs I love in times like these. One of my favorites, which I referenced before in a different context, keeps the light flickering for me: Steve Earle’s “Some Dreams.” (You can listen to it here without too much complication.)

    When I was a little guy
    My daddy told me “Mister,
    Don’t ever try to climb too high
    ‘Cause it’s the fall that gets ya
    And some dreams can never come true
    They’ll never come true”

    Well, I heard every word he said
    But I don’t guess I listened
    But every time I banged my head
    Against the wall insistin’
    That some dreams don’t ever come true
    Don’t ever come true
    But some dreams do
    If you just hang on
    And your heart is true
    And your hope is strong

    Well, just because you’ve been around
    And had your poor heart broken
    That’s no excuse for lyin’ down
    Before the last word’s spoken
    ‘Cause some dreams don’t ever come true
    Don’t ever come true
    Aw, but some dreams do

    When you’re feelin’ low
    And you think you’re through
    That’s when you will know

    Yeah, when you wish upon a star
    Buddy, don’t you miss it
    Catch it ‘fore it falls too far
    Keep it with your secrets
    ‘Cause some dreams don’t ever come true
    Don’t ever come true
    Don’t ever come true
    But some dreams do

    I think I’ll let him sing me to sleep.

    Peace,
    Milton

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    1. That sort of “no” just leaves you tired out and drained. I can relate.

      Comfort music works for me, too. First one that comes to mind right now is Lyle Lovett “Icewater Blues (Flyswatter)”.

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