That angry girl who often walked down our street on bright summer evenings. Her face would be scrunched up with rage as she'd scream-sing songs from her iPod-- Paramore, Evanescence, etc. The little white dog she walked looked oblivious of her, but how was this possible? More than once I'd hear her from an open window and stop whatever I'd be doing just to watch her pass.
It's been a couple years now. Wishing her well, and wondering what kind of music she's into these days.