Wednesday, November 12, 2008
oddly enough
Even though most of the time I find my neighbor's kids to be irritating, (ok, call me heartless) tonight when I heard a screeching clarinet coming from their house, it was somehow music to my ears. Despite the ear splitting squawking, it brought back good times and great memories of the time when music ruled my life. Sometimes I miss those days.
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HA! I used to squeak on a clarinet, even when my reed was totally spitty enough...love it. that brought back memories for me too. ANd I don't think it's heartless to hate screeching loud neighbors...I have 119 of them :) j/k
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