Well, hi from 38.
I'm on deadline, an edited novel and a short story due tomorrow, but years ago I couldn't have imagined this is the kind of thing I'd even worry about.
Dreams were just that. In my head.
It's been a privilege to worry. Thank you for keeping me worrying. 
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My uncle (well Nena's uncle) plays bass on that song! :-)
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