Had that rare moment this afternoon where I truly regret not having children in my life. While browsing in the record store, a father and his five or six year old daughter close by, doing the same. She would pick a recording out of the racks and he'd tell her about the musician or group. Getting her started early with an appreciation for records. And she was genuinely interested. I couldn't help but to listen in for a moment or two .... and smile and feel a little envious. I guess it's not all crying and changing diapers.
You know .... I really tried to stay away for more than a a few days or a week. From the record store that is. But the lure is powerful. It's an addiction. I don't know why people are drawn to different things. But my weakness is record collecting. Not rare items but whatever my inner self is drawn to both visually and audio-wise.
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