The first chords rung out when we got up, ready to leave. I took a fraction of a second and the memories came back. It’s weird and beautiful likewise how I connect music to certain situations in my life. Places I have seen, things I have done. I know leaving and coming back is a constant theme in my life, at times it seems my whole existence depends on it. It has filled me and my life with all these beautiful moments. Sometimes it only takes a little song and a smoky pub.
Hello my friend, we meet again
It’s been awhile, where should we begin?
Feels like forever.
I believe.