A swing of memories

Wow I can’t even remember the last time I listened to that music… It’s not that old and it used to be on the radio all the time when I was living in Ireland. I should know the name of the guy, he was a big hit –probably still is- and I… hated his voice, I hated this song. This morning, it’s another story, soft, mysterious, wandering, lost in the past, hanging over memories, low and quiet, soft and slow, homey and curious. My memory is suddenly playing a game of roller-coaster, a surprising swing between evolving emotions… don’t ever tell me memories are sure things…

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