I always wanted to drive. Being permitted to drive was a dream to me as a youngster. Particularly the kind of driving that involved listening to music.
We were only teenagers that we got hold of an Ace of Base album cassette; my cousin H gave me a copy when we were departing Tehran to the North one spring vacation; during the most of the drive we were listening to the songs over and over. I think it was a miracle that we all got to enjoy the album in the car. Then during the course of our stay there, H & I would lend my dad's shift gear Pathfinder after much cajoling and drove about just in the gated area of our rented vacation houses. How liberating it felt!
Now a couple days ago in my car I got to listen to the album again. Such a pinnacle moment! In the spring of 1995 I would never even thought of 17 years ahead ... listening to the songs in 17 years driving on highway 880...
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- An emigrant from an ancient civilization to North America, an engineer in marketing and management, a mom of working kind, who thinks when she talks, and who likes to write. I, L.B., own the copyright to the content.
I didnt know that Ace of Base would once again be a favorite of mine! Thanks for reminding me
ReplyDeleteTo me somehow they never get old. Even my A likes their songs.
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