For years, my walkman was always with me. I listened to it everywhere. I have a million memories about the walkman, but the one that stands out the most is driving down Kimberly Road with my parents, and it was very gloomy and rainy and I was listening to Jeff Buckley's last goodbye in the back seat. I have replayed that memory for years. It's funny to think about why this memory strikes me so much. It's so simple. But the weather was just perfect, the drive was long and the song made me swoon and imagine my future.
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