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Tuesday, March 25, 2003
This is part of Random Acts of Journaling.
Use this phrase in a poem of your own: soft and sweet as memory
The music played low
soft and sweet as memory
gently blessing me.
It's time to move on
To start all over again
Find inspiration.
Turn up the volume
Catch the rhythm in your heart
Do a little jig.
Celebrate the day.
Look forward to tomorrow.
Don't forget your past.
I almost want to say "Amen" at the end of that.
I'm not sure what I'd do without music. There's some song for every mood of mine--and believeth me, there are a lot of 'em! Sometimes a song can send me back in time and leave me nostalgic for the past. That there was a past I can remember so fondly is truly a blessing. Switching from nostalgia to the present requires some switch hitting or button pressing, such as the SKIP DISC button on your CD player. A new song, something inspiring, can move me to dance, whether with actual physical movement or little internal cartwheels. That's the stuff worth blasting! Wah-hooooooo and "LOL." I could hit the REPEAT ONE button and play the song over a few dozen times. And then I can see what's next.
Music is a lot like my love life these days. I have many memories to cherish, much nostalgia glued to the scrapbook of my heart. Some things you just can't forget.*
*This entry has been edited to delete three sentences that never should have been written in the first place, in my opinion, at this writing.
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