Blue Valentines, a new beginning

Not a single moment in time can be lived again. But this is what memories are for, to help you feel blushing, flying, crying… again, to relive that glimpse. There’s time for me to start listening music again. The transitional period is over, let’s get living. Good choice Tom Waits (Somewhere from West Side Story).
I read on a website about a freelance job (on craigslist.com). A new website is about to be put online, and the World Wide Web will be cherishing a place where you can find people’s memories. I could have written for them too, but they were paying only 2 US dollars a piece. I truly believe my memories worth more (much more, but who am I to judge) than that.