Found an old record. A vinyl one. From like the olden days. It belonged to my mom. She’s from London. Her own dad was some kind of rocker during the 1960s. He had left her all his records. I found one this morning while packing for our move from New York to London (ugh!) It’s some group called, The Zombies. Their song, “She’s Not There,” sounds familiar. Think I heard it a lot as a kid. Anyway, here it is…

“Suddenly she realized that what she was regretting was not the lost past but the lost future, not what had not been but what would never be.”
       —F. Scott Fitzgerald, “A Nice Quiet Place”   (via wordsnquotes.tumblr.com)