I've found I'm nearly always in a nostalgic mood, which probably helps explain why today I found myself trying to get motivated to write an essay, listening to "When You're Home" from In the Heights and nearly crying.
The other day when I was working and "When You're Home" was playing, my fellow co-worker Savannah said, "If a boy from my neighborhood sang this to me, I would probably be like 'Let's get married. Now. To the temple!'" I laughed, and agreed.
But really though. Listen to it!
And read the lyrics!
Nina: Life was easier then
Benny: Nina, everything is easier when you're home
The street's a little kinder
When you're home
Can't you see
That the day seems clearer
Now that you are here or is it me
Maybe it's just me
We gotta go I gotta show you all I know
The sun is setting and the light is getting low
and etc. etc. etc.
GAH.
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