I dreamed of that ballroom we saw in that movie, you know the one, with the old-timey music that flooded the air, Glenn Miller I think, or maybe Jimmy Dorsey, and those tiny tables that could only fit napkins and two martini glasses (at least our TV trays can fit a Hungry Man Dinner and a biscuit). The couples danced in rhythmic seizures, the war was over or maybe not begun, bright colors and balloons, sweaty but not in a smelly way, and everyone was crazy alive, and they looked like Blondie and Dagwood. Yeah, I dreamed we were dancing, really moving, and we danced the Charleston, hands and grins all over the place, and people watched and they envied our sway, and I looked up and saw elegant chandeliers, and I remember you said we should get one of those for the cabin, and I promised you I would look. And now it’s 4 a.m., I’m online, and honey, I don’t think it would fit in the living room. But I did find a nice set of candles and a Big Band CD collection, and we can dance like stink in the backyard if we want, and maybe drink wine coolers from our much bigger TV trays.
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This is beautiful, Steven. Nostalgic and full of the richness in ordinary lives.
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Thanks, Diana. A little dreaminess on a very wet Sunday morning. 🙂
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Steven, you really capture the old-world era with just a few references and I like how it swings to the big dreams of that word being recreated in a normal humdrum life.
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Thank you, Annika. Where would we be without big dreams? 🙂
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That was even before my time but I love watching the old movies and listening to the music. That’s one of the reasons I also like Agatha Christie movies and TV mysteries. Just so I don’t have to go back there and take the good with the bad. I love the comparisons, Steven. 🙂 — Suzanne
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Thank you, Suzanne. I enjoy the older movies (and music) too. The cars and the fedoras and the sharp suits. I know I tend to romanticize the past, but some days it all sounds so pleasant.
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You are so creative! You always paint a picture. I enjoyed how the narrator couldn’t describe things precisely. I feel like I often talk this way. Good job!
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Thank you! That’s about how I talk, too. 🙂
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The Make Believe Ballroom, The Big Band era, Jimmy Dorsey, Count Basie, Duke Ellington. All my parents generation but I still remember them playing those old 78 records on what Mom called the Victrola. Thanks for the time travel.
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Thank you. There’s something about Big Band music always gets my feet to tapping. I think it sets a mood of nostalgia even though it predates me… music that even now feels vital.
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