Nostalgia
I was awash in nostalgia today. Something about my musical selections perhaps. I was in the the warm embrace of Brigadoon. Something about the dust in the sunlight streaming through the bus. I was at home in Buntzen, looking out the front windows at the weather falling. Something about the events of the weekend: a memorial service, old faces and memories. I was reliving my past.
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