My husband came home the other night and asked if I’d ever heard “that song about dying famous”.
He said that I should…
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You’ve got to get past the very, very country sound. But if you just listen to the words and watch the images that flick past on the screen… that’s our life. That’s my town.
Even though I’m getting ready to leave to find another town, another life, I find myself being really, really glad that I’ve lived here for the last 15 years.