Sometimes I embarrass myself with my taste in music; one of the songs will play and I'll wonder why in the world I ever put it on the iPod or why I bought the CD. Usually, I'll just let the offending song play.
I was in the kitchen my iPod was in that little speaker system, playing my twenty three hundred songs in a shuffled order when my youngest niece walked in.
She started dancing.
Bedrock from Barney rubble
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Here I am in the future, and here you are in my past. Here we are, both of
us, together. Right now. Here. Why though? Is it fate? Destiny? Kismet?
Synch...
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