Year of Honesty has struck again. Once upon a time, I bought a drum and took hand drumming lessons with it. I really enjoyed playing while I was in class. Since then I have been more interested in taking dance classes where I get to dance to other people's drumming than I have been in learning to be a better drummer.
So, in the interest of honesty and paring down our possessions for the move, I sold my drum. It went to someone who will give it a new life. The fact that I literally had to clean out the cobwebs from inside the drum before I sold it reinforces the fact that it isn't something I need to keep. It was a neat drum though. The drum head was made from synthetic skin, so no animals had give of their skin for me to keep the beat.
Hey, Does that wall have writing on it?
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