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Saturday, Nov. 17, 2001 - 1:18 a.m.

Listening again for the first time

I wrote this in my bedside journal just before I went to sleep after driving home the other night. Monday, 1:51 a.m. it was. I'd just heard "Babylon" on the radio for the first time in a long time, and no matter if you own the CD or you listen to a song over and over again, to find it unexpectedly on the radio can make it seem like you're listening to it for the first time all over again. Chills ran down my spine as I listened to David Gray ...

I could easily log on to update, but that would take longer and I feel this here paper journal has been neglected lately. At one glance, it certainly has -- the last entry (so powerful it was) was two months ago, BEFORE Sept. 11. So driving home tonight, John Mayer (MAY-er, it's pronounced, we've learned) gave me that warm, comforting feeling of knowing Casey's in my life. I've been apprehensive about listening to some music I've obtained from her because I became homesick for her -- but no longer. It may still happen to an extent, but not enough to keep these CDs out of my player, now I listen to John Mayer and get the same warm feeling I got when I first really listened -- in Johnstown. And it struck me why the CD and the visit and Casey mean so much to me -- it was there, and then, that I became sure.

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