The music comes blasting down the hall invading our senses as we open the house door after work last night.
The music is coming from my 15 year old daughters bedroom.
The same Metallica music that use to come blasting out of my bedroom when I was in grade ten. Not only is it the same music, it was my CD she had found.
My mix of Metallica favorites that used to pump through the school bus speakers on our 2 hr journey to school from the bus stop in Niverville Manitoba all the way to Steinbach. The trip isn't actually 2 hrs , its longer when taking all the side roads stopping to pick up kids.
I sure hope thats all thats the same.
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
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