Love is the answer – one song I love listening to while speeding on expressways.
Recently a girl friend asked me to verify my number on her phone. When I did she went on pairing a name to the number which made me suddenly both nostalgic and delightfully surprised, “you still call me Anastasia?”
It’s been two decades since a guy I dated in college (the girlfriend’s friend) nicknamed me Anastasia. Guess the name managed to stick. The reminder in music carries the memories throughout the years.