Marilyn McCoo didn’t get to sleep one night,

she sang about it and people related,

as the world spun and romance continued.

The reason I know this is, it is still happening

thirty years on. I remember when I drove around

thinking about someone whose image would plague me

still, and I wanted nothing more in the world

except forget, not feel that way anymore

and be able to move on with my life.



In those days I was familiar with Enya

and her melodic haunting new age tone and pitch.

When her music came up in LA Story,

the film caused me to gravitate towards hope.



Passion was something I was never short of.



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