MARCH 8TH
You know that song that you can't get out of your head? I once had that little dilemma myself, it was hard to get the piano out of my head. It was in the night when I heard the song, it's sweet and mellow. There was a strange static to it before the sound and just when I try to change the dial, it played.
MAY 30TH
Since that night it's repeated itself at random during the month. I stand and listened to it until it ends, and my wait begins again for next time. I take a glimpse of the small digital screen on my radio and it reads Night time Radio. I wander the city during the day and ask for the Night time Radio's studio but no one knows anything.
JUNE 23RD
I had my computer savvy friend today help me locate the radio through the signals and frequencies, I finally have a location. It's in a rural local in Arizona according to the GPS I set up. I'm leaving Minnesota and leaving in July.
JULY 14TH
Arizona is different to Minnesota, I like it here. I drove in my car until I reached the queer, desolate, local. There was a large signal tower and a small little shack beside it. There was a light on and the door was open as if waiting for me. There is a man in a chair inside wirh headphones and the very charming grace of the piano is heard. I near him, tap his shoulder and a ghostly, pale face stares at me before turning to ash. I look at the headphones that once belonged to him and slip them on my own. The song is sweet and mellow like that first time. . .I could stay here for eternity.
* Story Inspired by one I heard once.
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