Music and wonderful and terrible in that I fill it with the memories of the time in which I really listen to them. i had stopped myself from listening to the Guggenheim Grotto and Enter the Haggis because they fill me with the memories of being with Emma. And those were great memories, but it just painful after we split. But i think i might be ready to let them out of the box. To let those memories out, in the air, and then let them either blow away or settle into the tapestry of my life. That part of my life is over. And it was wonderful. A golden summer in Evanston and Iowa and mowing the lawn. Breathe in.  Hold it. Hold. Hold. Hold. breath out. Smile. Shake your head. And move forward.


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