Float On, by Modest Mouse.
You can’t really blame me for making this one sound sad when it has all those minor chords! Who put those in this happy song? I guess that’s the point.
This song instantly puts me in our old Honda, commuting the short distance to my first job here in Virginia, driving through our first neighborhood of renters and migrants and people like us starting over somewhere, having kids, trying to move forward.
We spent the snowiest winter on record for the DC area there, pregnant and shoveling and making hot chocolate for the neighbors and shoveling and looking for a house and seeing ours right after the third major snowstorm of that winter, almost into spring, and I remember walking through knee-deep snow around the side.
We didn’t know the back yard had a pond in it until we saw the pictures at closing.
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I might have a little cold, so the next few days could get a little quiet and/or instrumental.