After keeping my craving at bay for nearly a month, yl and I finally went singing again. This time, with my son! We had fun and I really enjoyed myself.
I suddenly realised too, that some songs really accompanied me through tough times and some, tell a story of a particular episode in my life. But somehow, when that episode has passed, the song, no matter how meaningful or sentimental, does not trigger any more emotions, perhaps just faded memories. And so, it proves again, that time does heal wounds.
And come new songs, new episodes, new people, and new memories.
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