Does anyone remember that dreadful song from the 1980s? It was from some one-hit wonder of a band, and it was about going to war or something. It probably could have been a real kick-ass song, but the lead singer's nasal wail just ruined it for me. My favorite 80's-era war song is "19". "...the average age of an American soldier serving in the Vietman War was nineteen." The monotone, documentary-esque narrator was super creepy, but also persuasive; I got sucked into that "song" everytime MTV or VH-1 played it on their "Totally 80s" show.
But I digress. All I really wanted to mention is that today starts the countdown to Adam's return. I pulled out the calendar and we've got 60 days left, starting tomorrow. I can handle 60 days. I've handled worse, right?
I have a girlfriend who once told me she wished that life was set to music, like on tv and in the movies. At the time, I thought she was hilarious; now, in my old(er) age, I think she's right-on. I'd totally have "Ain't no sunshine when (he's) gone" and "Unchained Melody" playing whenever I get sad for Adam. Or, tapping into the "Totally 80s" vault, maybe I'd go for the fan favorite "Love Lift Us Up Where We Belong." Can't you see Adam hoisting me up into his arms, carrying me out of my factory job, while I take his military cover off his head and don it myself, while my factory worker girlfriends are cheering me on in the process? A girl can dream, can't she? Okay, anyone who can tell me what movie I'm referring to gets a virtual brownie today.
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