August 9
I am in the house that I currently live in. I am upstairs and in the southern - facing room. The tv is on and there is a cartoon movie that uses all the characters from Snow White, Luke Skywalker, Indiana Jones and a few others.
I decide that I want to learn to play the trumpet. One is sitting in the hallway, just outside the door and leaning up against the dryer. I play a few notes - they are loud and clear. It gets increasingly hard to get anything at all out of the trumpet. I open the spit valve - nothing comes out. I then take the spit valve off and all this dirty water comes out. It keeps coming out - there is more liquid than the trumpet should be hold. It is still pouring out of the trumpet as I wake up.
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