Wow, what a journey this is. Reading this took me everywhere, and I settled to my time in Windsor as a small boy when my Mum would sit me down and listen to the records, all sorts, and as a 6,7 or 8 year old I couldn't understand what the songs meant. She would ask me to listen to the words the next time and then ask me again when she repeated the songs on a 33 or 78 speed.
Eventually I got it, but I had to listen and really focus. This was so hard back then, as my mind would wander to toys and play. But I persisted and whilst at the time these weren't my most enjoyable I miss them now. The skies today are now greyer than the bright blue of yesteryear, but if I focus hard the grey will in parts disappear. The choice is yesterday or tomorrow...but I live in the now mostly. Thanks Clay.
Wow, what a journey this is. Reading this took me everywhere, and I settled to my time in Windsor as a small boy when my Mum would sit me down and listen to the records, all sorts, and as a 6,7 or 8 year old I couldn't understand what the songs meant. She would ask me to listen to the words the next time and then ask me again when she repeated the songs on a 33 or 78 speed.
Eventually I got it, but I had to listen and really focus. This was so hard back then, as my mind would wander to toys and play. But I persisted and whilst at the time these weren't my most enjoyable I miss them now. The skies today are now greyer than the bright blue of yesteryear, but if I focus hard the grey will in parts disappear. The choice is yesterday or tomorrow...but I live in the now mostly. Thanks Clay.