I was on a job two hours away from home today, so I had a lot of time to think, listen to the radio and realize how memories are dredged by a song.
For whatever reason, the songs on the radio pulled me back and the exact feelings of when I first heard them. Helpless, I couldn't resist being dragged into the past.
Words now fail me. I can't describe the feelings and how profound the evening drive became.
In Case You've Wondered
My blog is where my wandering thoughts are interspersed with stuff I made up. So, if while reading you find yourself confused about the context, don't feel alone. I get confused, too.
If you're here for the stories, I started another blog: scratchingforchange.blogspot.com
One other thing: sometimes I write words you refuse to use in front of children, or polite company, unless you have a flat tire, or hit your thumb with a hammer.
I don't use them to offend; I use them to embellish.
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Hey, I TOLD YOU on my blog that hearing and smell can take you to the time, date, and emotions of the past better than eyesight.
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You're right, and I will listen.
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