On Singing in the Shower

It's a mysterious thing, the brain, the way it stores things up like song lyrics and then fires them straight to the heart when we least expect it.Right when we need the lyrics the most. Right in the middle of trying to clean ourselves up.Maybe the song was there all along.Read more in my latest essay for Fathom Mag. 

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