transcribed from the journal: february 03, 2011

in Parnasus, reading poetry, quaffing coffe, 90s top 40 and r+b
a song I haven't heard in 15 years (free your mind, en vogue) is playing
this is the second time in two days that I've heard this song, in totally different contexts.
I tell the barista.
I know what you mean, he says. I've heard heard bone thugs and harmony all over the place, like they're trendy again.
it's weird when that happens, I say, like when you learn the meaning of a new word and then overhear it used in conversation.

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