I wrote out all of the opening lines that start with "The last time I-" and end with names of places used to live. I thought that I might tell you where I've been, about Ladysmith Black Mambazo in Prospect Park or how I've been writing lately but still find that a little embarrassing to say out loud. I guess I wanted to ask you where you've been, too.
But then I thought, forget it. Forget it! Who cares that it's been two years? I made this playlist for you. Let's get beautiful.