(Do yourself a favor. Youtube 'Dan Hill, 1977'. Hit the first track. The best four minutes you spent this week)
It's funny how you end up a the beginning. You run in circles through life, wind up right where it all began.
Music is a powerful part of that, time traveling with you, an endless loop of memory so powerful and ingrained you can't escape.
I felt that today, out on the open sea. Old man. Child of these old songs.
Love is like that too, isn't it? Hundreds of years adrift...then suddenly ashore. Washed-up and cleaned, right back at the very start.