Leaned back in my chair, gazed up into the fluorescent light tubes in the ceiling of my cloffice, took a minute between wall-to-wall meetings and classes from 10am to 5pm to down a sandwich and listen to this song, remember when we stood up swaying at Giants stadium to this one, whole place singing that chorus I was dying it was so beautiful, in the family and friends section because somebody L. knows knows somebody who’s married to somebody or something? I totally get why L. moved to Cleveland and support the following of dreams even if they take a person from Brooklyn to Cleveland, but man, I miss those times sometimes.
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