Outskirts

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The song Carmelita by Warren Zevon takes me somewhere. It's one of those songs that makes me think of a recurring dream I had as a child about my birth parents. It was the kind of dream that kind of mixes into reality. You know that kind of dream that presents itself as a memory and you aren't sure if you dreamed it or if it really happened? It takes me to a place where tall golden weeds are bending in the breeze on a bright sunny day and my mother is trying, she is trying but it just isn't going to happen. There is a remnant of love in the air, life is just beginning. I feel at home listening, but thinking of her makes me sad. Maybe she listened to this kind of music when I was a baby.