tonight i am listening to Artie Shaw and his orchestra play one of my favorite songs ever: Begin the Beguine. i am no longer in my hothouse of an apartment. instead i am in a garden, swirling around in the peony-drunken air. and all the gentlemen in the garden are wearing spectator shoes, an absolute must. (did you know, my Sweetie bought a pair of spectator Docs to wear on our wedding day? sigh. what a man.)
where does your favorite song take you?
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