I've had mornings where working is difficult because you have a song stuck in your head, but this is the first time I can remember having it rough because of an entire soundtrack. All morning,
Hair was playing in the mental background. I'd be putting pages together and bouncing my feet while humming "Donna" or "White Boys."
I've always liked
Hair. My friend John introduced me to it, and I used to borrow the disc from my then-boyfriend Cris when we were at Glenville. It's one of those discs which can make me feel bouncy and energetic no matter what mood I'm in.
