I was listening to Lynard Skynard last night, Free Bird, and got
all kinds of carried away into nostalgia. Music can do that. Can you
imagine putting on your resume, "Music, I thought that up." Bolting up the house, turning down the hot
water, watering the plants, putting all in order. Leaving this old house that holds so many
memories. Reminds me of that song…
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