This morning I turned on the radio and felt the need for some Deep Tracks. A song by the Animals came on and I knew ALL the words, and belted them out with gusto (much to Bob’s dismay) while sitting at the breakfast table.
I got up, still singing, and headed to the office for something but forgot what it was by the time I got there. Still singing the words verbatim to a song I learned 35 years ago. What’s up with that? Memory is a funny thing.
And, FYI, I can’t remember the name of the song now to save my life.
CRS = Can’t Remember Shit