“ Soon it will all be a memory and memories decay and deform over time. ”
Songwriting was their way to converse with the universe.
~ Megan Rivers
That small exposure to a few measures of song threw my world of its axis. It punctured a tiny window that gave me a peek at feelings, emotions, and thoughts I never knew existed. Knowing there was more to my life I wasn't getting at this moment made me feel like a drug addict forced into rehab.
I don't want to wake up and find out it was all a dream.
It will be a lesson in hope.
