Now. Still working the glasses. |
Then. |
Anyway, after more thought, I decided that some things really are better left alone. I have my perfect memory of that Thomas Dolby concert at Martyrs' Pub in October 2011, my dear pal Ann who I thought couldn't make it, but then she did, my personal encounter and ensuing giant crush, dinner afterwards with Ann, and the beautiful warm night...
...and you know what? That all belongs in a nice velvet-lined box on a shelf in my head. If I put another box next to it, I'll have trouble telling them apart (like seeing Elvis Costello too many times to remember the differences between concerts). This way, I can take it out at will and it'll be just as I remembered it.
So no regrets. I'll listen to the new album.
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