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.
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