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Welcome. All web sites are temples to their creators. Temple of Me will reflect what interests me, Temple of Me. I am a husband, father (twice), American, and liberal. I live in a "Red state" in the South. I am nearsighted, ambidextrous and over 30. Actually, I'm 153.33% of thirty.

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Why I am Screwed Up: 1976

I Like Dreamin' Kenny Nolan
Chorus:
I like dreamin' cause dreamin' can make you mine.
I like dreamin', closing my eyes and feeling fine.
When the lights go down, I'm holding you so tight.
Got you in my arms and it's paradise 'til the morning light.

I see us on the shore beneath the bright sunshine.
We've walked along St. Thomas beach a million times.
Hand in hand, two barefoot lovers kissing in the sand.
Side by side, the tide rolls in.
I'm touching you, you're touching me.
If only it could be.

Chorus

Through each dream how our love has grown.
I see us with our children and our happy home.
Little smiles, so warm and tender looking up at us.
Blessed by love, the world we share
Until I wake and reach for you
And you're just not there.

I like dreamin' 'cause dreaming can make you mine.
I like holding you close and touching your skin
Even if it's in my mind.
Oh, sweet dream baby, I love you.
Oh, my sweet dream baby, you're in my dreams every night.

My entire life has had a soundtrack. As a child the information I gleaned from pop music formed my expectations for adult life.

Update: Last sentence edited for clarity

Posted by Temple of Me at 14:59 on Sep 20, 2008

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I absolutely know what you're talking about. Most often I have a few lines from a song that relate to different situations running through my head. [Whenever I leave work, I'm thinking and/or singing out loud, "Looks like we made it" but only that one line. (I've now looked up the complete lyrics and the rest of it makes no sense to sing on leaving work at night.)]
# Posted by: Sister at September 20, 2008 07:13 PM

When I was at the library I would walk around during the day softly singing "We got to get out of this place..."
# Posted by: Temple of Me at September 20, 2008 08:27 PM