Saturday, July 22, 2006
"You know how when you're listening to music playing from another room?And you're singing along because it's a tune that you really love?
When a door closes or a train passes so you can't hear the music anymore, but you sing along anyway... then, no matter how much time passes, when you hear the music again you're still in exact same time with it.
That's what it's like."
posted by The girl from Jupiter at 7/22/2006 07:19:00 PM
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