Old Memory 2005-01-16 5:36 p.m. It was a strikingly beautiful morning in the oddest sense....

The air was cold and heavy laden with moisture, so much so that everything was the color of concrete.

Yet, it was earily still.

How did the world around me know that what I needed today was to be still? Too much commotion makes my thoughts jumbled up and disturbed.

Today was about me, and an old memory...

P.S.... Sands, email me, I'll get you the pw... Old Memory �does the shoe fit you now�

Hey hey, Cinderella, what's the story all about
I got a funny feeling we missed a page or two somehow
Ohh-ohhhh, Cinderella, maybe you could help us out
Does the shoe fit you now

Through the years and the kids and the jobs
And the dreams that lost their way
Do you ever stop and wonder
Do you ever just wanna say

Hey hey, Cinderella, what's the story all about
I got a funny feeling we missed a page or two somehow
Ohh-ohhhh, Cinderella, maybe you could help us out
Does the shoe fit you now

We're older but no more the wise
We've learned the art of compromise
Sometimes we laugh, sometimes we cry
And sometimes we just break down

-- suzy bogguss --

Old Memory
2005-01-16 @ 5:36 p.m.

It was a strikingly beautiful morning in the oddest sense....

The air was cold and heavy laden with moisture, so much so that everything was the color of concrete.

Yet, it was earily still.

How did the world around me know that what I needed today was to be still? Too much commotion makes my thoughts jumbled up and disturbed.

Today was about me, and an old memory...

P.S.... Sands, email me, I'll get you the pw...

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