B10:30
I hear this song, and I am back in that store.
I hear this song, and I am back in that store.
The shelves were tall, and the lights were harsh.
The shelves were tall, and the lights were harsh.
I used to fold shirts while this song played.
I used to fold shirts while this song played.
My hands moved fast, but my mind was far away.
My hands moved fast, but my mind was far away.
That job taught me about numbers and sales.
That job taught me about numbers and sales.
I learned to write reports that told a story.
I learned to write reports that told a story.
I learned to negotiate with tired customers.
I learned to negotiate with tired customers.
Now I sit in a different room, older and softer.
Now I sit in a different room, older and softer.
The song still plays, and I still feel young.
The song still plays, and I still feel young.
But I know I cannot go back to that store.
But I know I cannot go back to that store.
So I let the song end, and I close my eyes.
So I let the song end, and I close my eyes.
The song that brings back a memory: a personal reflection
by @maya69