Copenhagen

I just traveled through time backwards and forwards again in 4 minutes and 30 seconds. I was in 2011, then 1989, then back here again.

Everything I loved about you in 1989 is familiar and comfortable again. For a moment I am 26 years old.You're talking to Terry Gross while I drive over the mountains to see my family.

22 years…wow. 22 years of missing you and kind of being mad at you. OK, not really 22 years as there was Sweet Old World in 1992. Still, 19 years…Buyin' tomatoes for a casserole....

Car Wheels never worked for me. I was happy for your success, but I was not OK sharing you with the rest of the world. I never liked that album. I am sure it was me, not you. I hope you got a house out of that whole thing.

I tried Essence, but the cover art freaked me out.

I haven’t tried very hard since then. Then the other day, KCRW of course. Copenhagen. I literally stopped cold in my tracks. I was crying before I even knew what the song was about. It’s been three weeks. I still can’t listen to this without balling my eyes out. Crying about the sadness of the song, about your loss and pain, about how happy I am to hear you and feel so connected again, about seeing 22 years flash by my eyes in a moment. 

Do I have another 22 years left to do this again?

I am going to go listen to Side of the Road and try to send a message through this worm hole you have opened to that 26 year old who loved you so much. Maybe somehow I can convince him that he was in fact skinny and kind of cute. And that he had great taste in music.

Thank you Lucinda.

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