Sunday, January 11, 2009

Hold on to what we got

I just heard this song while folding laundry. I was instantly transported to a grimy roller rink, gliding counter-clockwise, holding hands with a girl-friend, and singing at the top of our lungs. I can even smell the unique combination of floor wax, smoke, leather and chewing gum that permeated the rink.

Oh the memories.

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