So, I’m driving along yesterday, radio on, of course, when I realize I’m singing and bopping along to—of all things—Karma Chameleon.
Karma Chameleon? What the heck? Talk about your blast from the past. Gosh, that seems like a lifetime ago. I hadn’t even met my husband yet, and we were going to have to roll into a whole new decade before my son would be born. Oh, yeah, definitely a lifetime ago.
But wasn’t life simpler then, when it seemed you could tell an awful lot about a person just by how they felt about Boy George? And, oddly enough, it seems I like the guy’s music more now than I did back then. It must be that haze of nostalgia that makes everything seem better than it really was. But it brought a smile to my face to hear it, and what more could you ask of a song, anyway?
Sometimes I think a little stroll down memory lane can be good for the soul. If you want to listen yourself, and see if the nostalgic haze helps for you, too, click here: http://tinyurl.com/l9hbwx
