Supposed to be 1st day of washout, but ran 1 minute of WB. Too tempting. I was seduced by its reality.
I’m sitting in my car, listening to the radio play some old songs.
An old cheesy song came up, then I remember things that have happened in my life. I remember high school, a girl sang this song for me, thinking about those things now makes me smile. It was like only yesterday and yet at the same time a lifetime ago.
Time goes by so fast. How kind and cruel she can be.
Anyway that’s the gift of music, a vehicle to the past and a way towards that part of myself that’s usually unreachable. Whenever my faith waivers, in comes a melody that touches my heart. How could I not believe in the divine whenever I feel this way. It’s a reminder, I’m not just some ape. There’s got to be more.