For you, anything. And as I did as I was instructed, I realized it was no different than playing a wind instrument. There were other musicians behind other curtains, and I swore I could hear them chiming in, the group of us forming God's own horn section. I'm not sure how long I lay there, blissed-out and farting.
by David Sedaris
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In David Sedaris' work, he reflects on the notion that his efforts are dedicated to someone significant in his life, suggesting a deep devotion. As he follows the instructions given to him, he notes the similarities to playing a musical instrument, indicating a sense of harmony in his actions. The act of collaborating with unseen musicians behind the scenes evokes a feeling of unity and synchronicity among those involved.

As he continues his experience, he describes a moment of euphoria, likening it to an ecstatic state akin to musical bliss. The imagery of being part of a collective musical effort conveys a transcendent experience, despite the mundane detail of lying around and being carefree. Sedaris captures the humor and absurdity of the situation, combining profound reflections with light-heartedness, ultimately celebrating the joy found in simple, shared experiences.

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