“What came first – the music or the misery? Did I listen to the music because I was miserable? Or was I miserable because I listened to the music? Do all those records turn you into a melancholy person?”
Musings of a middle-aged, divorced dad seeking meaning in the in-between.
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In my early 20s, a girl named Elizabeth shattered my heart. I was too green to handle that kind of thing, so I did what felt wildly logical ...
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