An attempt to make up for some skipped notes

His headset continued making love to his scruffy ear lobes. It reminded him of the worst and best days of his life; flashing before his eyes on every skipped note. He tried making faces in front of his blank monitor to relax his crow's feet, stretching the wrinkles on his forehead. He sipped from his mug one last time to taste that bitter fresh brew as he let his fingers draw the last few lines of his story.