ru·mi·na·tion

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Category: nostalgia

Even on a Saturday in 2019 I can hear myself from the past

the pitter patter of little feet … smacking the wall. Oh Rumbly, nothing under the sun is new, is it?…

early in the morning pondering what being a parent means, oddly in October

I don’t remember her last words to me. Or to anyone, I guess. I recall fumbled phone calls and the…

the good part of celluloid nostalgia, even in October

a long time ago, in a town … well, 12 hours away, I either paid good money to sit in…

On a day deserving loving thoughts I reflect, oddly in June

//10:07p+5Jun2019=Wed evening | dialog & soundtrack tunes from a point in time that was oh so important and now seems…

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