When I was 7 years old, I remember waking up one morning around 11 am and realizing I had slept in. For some reason, the nighttime seemed to arrive very quickly that day. Once the sun went down, I began to feel sad.
I remember hearing two songs within a couple of days — “No Rain” by Blind Melon and “The Boy from New York City” by The Ad Libs. I love both songs today, but for years after that day those sangs retained a sad…
