The bargain I’d made with myself at the beginning of all my running around was that anytime I wanted to I could always turn around and rejoin my life’s earlier course. But when I decided I wanted to, I found anger was blocking that path back. These songs may not have been precisely applicable to our situation, but they were precisely applicable to my mood. I knew how things were supposed to go, and if they weren’t doing that, there had to be an explanation, and I was going nuts trying to find it.
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1983,
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Gerry Goffin,
It's Not the Spotlight,
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Manhattan Transfer,
nightmares,
Pastiche,
Rupert Holmes,
THe Manhattan Transfer,
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It had many of the aspects of perfection. Against odds, we found the time to get together, we had the double date, we played in the surf, we had two meals and lots of dancing and necking on the beach. And yet, in the end, it should have been more.
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Carolyn,
Catholic upbringing,
Chestnut Hill College,
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Days of Future Passed,
Drexel Institute of Technology,
fishing jetty,
Gone With the Wind,
Greenwich Village,
Hal David,
Herb Alpert,
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kissing,
making out,
mixers,
New Jersey,
Ocean Grove,
Only The Good Die Young,
perfect day,
Port Authority Terminal,
Railway Express,
Robert Kennedy assassination,
Rosemary's Baby,
Shark River,
Skimmer,
Tannersville,
The Beat of the Brass,
This Guy's in Love with You,
Tijuana Brass,
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