This morning I was feeling a little down, the burden of lost hope and unanswered questions weighed heavily, when I happened upon the video to Paul Simon's "Call me Al".
Sure, it would have been more melodramatic to drown my sorrows with an ale, and you know what they say - "Somewhere in the world it's 12 o'clock" - but I decided wisely to lighten my mood and keep my thoughts clear with some tunes.
Immediately I headed down the path of nostalgia, back to my heady days in Miami during the glorious decade that was the 80s. The sun, the hot nights, the sultry women. So much so that I feel a strong urge to dust off my white suit and cut up the dancefloor tonight.
Join me. I dare you.
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