last night the band that was booked played "Into the Mystic" it was so close to the original sound and after the crazy busy emotionally draining night at work the music swept over me... Cleaning beer bottles and shot glasses off tables lit by neon signs i wasn't sure whether I was fighting the urge to cry or if it didn't matter to me at all... THen I thought, "how far away I've come from who I was with him" I thought about how he requested it at my sisters wedding and held me close while we danced to it, singing it into my hear reminding me of the plans we made and the promise he'd uttered that past may.......but as the band fell deeper into the song i seemed to float away from it.... it didn't hold the same meaning and it wasn't his face that I saw.... it was darker and leaner..... a good many inches taller....