Like that Bluebird


In the 1970s when I was a kid, being different was the third rail. You stayed away from that idea, even if it meant denying your true self and imprisoning one's best and most powerful assets in a coat of mundane mendacity. I am almost fifty now and through the years, I have finally learned to embrace my sensitivity and artistic nature. I realize now why I've been a Bowie fan since the early eighties. A friend of mine liked him. I thought she was weird, but secretly listened to his albums. I have never stopped. Now, after years of medical school, internship, residence, fellowship and work in a private practice, in addition to marrying and having two almost adult kids, I am finally playing music again and enjoying my creativity like ever before. He has truly freed me. I just just had to listen. Ain't that just like me.


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