Saturday, December 8, 2012

riding home in dreams

a few daces ago, give or take a few years almost to this very moment of the night, i was listening to the radio and heard john lennon was shot... there are chills in life and this moment, all those years ago, was one of the most chilling i've known... how?... why?...

why?...

dumbfounded, i listened to the radio, wnew-fm in new york city, scott muni, as he tried to piece the pices of the puzzle together along with anyone who called in to just breathe sighs of wonder, wails of mourning, gasps of disbelief, and memories of a life... so many were touched, we shared a common bond, a common loss...

i woke from a brief nap moments ago and played words with friends on the phone with jackson and sanford and then, remembered...

wish you were here...

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