CRAMP!!

 Oh what a feeling .....

There's few experiences quite as enjoyable as waking up at 3:00am, stretching your legs and ...... CRAMP!!! Instant and intense, there was no strategic pause involved as inserted in the prior sentence. I had just awoken from a dream that my boss invited me inside his front door where he had some weird flashing lighting going on. I'm not sure that if allowed to continue, the dream would have turned into a nightmare involving chainsaws and axes. 

I'll be 'walking slow' for a bit. One of my favorite songs. (Jackson Browne). When 'Late For the Sky' was released nearly fifty years ago, I thought the song was filler material. Years later, it became a desert island song choice. I have memories of walking down the sidewalk in front of my college dorm (Go Beavs) and the song blasting from the third-floor speaker in the window, of the guy who resided across the hallway from me. We had yet to meet so that was my reason to knock on his door and introduce myself. Being shy, that was a difficult few steps to take. But I felt driven.

It's funny how time and/or distance can change opinions and perceptions.

And it proves, or at least suggests, that memories are more clearly retained when associated with a song. 

"Walking slow down the avenue of my old neighborhood. Don't know why I'm happy, I've got no reason to feel this good."  

That's all it took to make a new friend. He invited me inside to check out his record collection. I invited him across the hall to check out mine. His was much cooler.