David Bowie came to visit today. I don’t know him. And it wasn’t planned. I think he came over by accident, or like artists call it, “by chance.” He never really clarified.

I’m a good host. I offered him some water. I don’t have anything else to drink. I used to drink diet coke. A lot of it. But things change.

Bowie sat with me on my new leather couch. I got it a few days ago. It’s so comfortable.

I played Bowie one of the songs from my new album. I was so embarrassed. It was like telling a millionaire about a twenty dollar bill I found on the ground.

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