I Was a 12 Year Old Rock Star

I once again attempted to restart my life. I have sworn up and down that these efforts, available to everyone and any one, will set the stage for a profound sense of gleeful revelation. My phone was stuck on “VOICE-MAIL”, and it wouldn’t ring. I tried for hours over the phone to try and resolve the issue. The first time, 2 weeks ago, offered the chance to execute a download. I could call my phone, from a different unit. That didn’t last long. Once, just recently my voicemail, (written in broken English) offered the chance to view vacation photos from some friend of the original user of my new number. The only other calls that I got were from whoever! As soon as I listed my appliances for sale (for the 2nd time) the phone went back to not ringing at all. Coincidence? It seems like a conspiracy to take my sales away! Oh well. Today I promise to catch myself, regardless of the overall circumstances, while maintaining a sense of kind, considerate, and even loving attitude toward my neighbors and other City Folk!