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May. 1st, 2006 04:16 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mynewplaceIsn't it weird, when you say something, and know right then that the words will stick in the other person's head for ever?
And isn't it sad, when you can hear a bass line in a simple piece of music, or the syncopated rhythm of a blues piece, and immediately be transported to a certain room, on a certain night, in certain company - knowing that you'll never return to that place?
I think I'm going to try and write it. It's too sweet and piercing to express with a simple reminisence, like this.
And isn't it sad, when you can hear a bass line in a simple piece of music, or the syncopated rhythm of a blues piece, and immediately be transported to a certain room, on a certain night, in certain company - knowing that you'll never return to that place?
I think I'm going to try and write it. It's too sweet and piercing to express with a simple reminisence, like this.
