play, don't say

 not knowing why they don't make sense listen to the talk on the radio, a continuous stream of comments so intelligent that the brain smarts trying to understand the esoteric ramblings of a brilliant musician and his interviewer. It is not clear, for the man makes brilliant music and talks about it as if the music needed his talk. It would be better to just listen to the music.

Then the music plays, and arrive at work with water pouring down the face from the eyes, the music does things that the musician just cannot explain. Put on the mask and leave the car standing, and  now there are only fifteen more days to go.