Yesterday I had an appointment with the volunteer coordinator at the library downtown. We live across the street from a high school and while I was waiting for the bus outside our flat, the school kids were pouring down the road to re-enter the school following their lunch break. Their lunch break wherein each day they surge across the road and through our complex to get to the trails and shops behind us. They do not strike me as a very promising group of youngsters, as the ones I encounter are always trying to do things like break down our gate and kick trash into the bushes. I'm sure there's another set of school children somewhere who are curing cancer and training seeing eye ponies, but they don't visit our flats at the lunch hour.
So, I was waiting at the bus stop and weeping for the future of the world and listening to an album that Steve downloaded onto my MP3 player. These are the songs that were pleasing me as I felt myself turning into a curmudgeon.
This is Steve's favorite band.
They played a concert with Sarah Harmer on my album.
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