[click image]Just the flickeriest memory of running into a party in Sausalito for a few minutes on our way out somewhere and Mick beaming warmly, saying hello to me... others were there... and I should have just stayed at the party, not allowed myself to be the flash against the charmed life by a jealous loser. Stuff I want to know better now would not be so obscure if I had not pitied that sap at the time. Some of the greatest times of my life have been with Mick capering on the stage. I always could dance just like him and made a lot of people hoot and laugh when I did, but I wish I had stayed at that party, entirely too young as I was. My future was in the next room and the flickers are throttling me....
[Forgive me, please, for spacing out on the link.... I was lost in revery... or... or something....]
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