Today I sat down with a gentleman I’ve been trying to talk to you for months. he usually doesn’t speak to me because he can’t. he is so busy dealing with the voices in his head and waving them off and talking back to them that he can’t interact with other people.
Every time I see him he is watching music videos on YouTube and playing air guitar. So today, I brought in my guitar.
His eyes opened wide and he looks right into my face as his hands reached out like a candy grabbing baby. then he scolded me for having such a dirty instrument and made me get a damp rag so he could wipe it down.
We talked about his hobbies and he offered to teach me how to play the guitar but said that first he needed to be alone with the instrument and could I please leave