Monday, December 20, 2010

Train Wreck

Sometimes a song can pull you back to a single moment.

It can suck you in in an instant, in the first few bars, in the first strains of violin.

And I remember an afternoon, years and years ago; sitting on the creaky hardwoods in the kitchen, cold air seeping through under the back door. And I count myself so lucky to be there for the beginning of a process.

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