Anything But Gray

I realized that I never gave the answer to that question on this post…

Cogshall Park quiz.

The reason I took the picture of the memorial stone is because of the the quote on it….
"Oh, how he loved Cogshall."

When I saw it, it gave me goosebumps….my love of words and my love of Cogshall Park all rolled up into one sentence….sometimes it's the littlest things that touch you.  I guess it reminded me of me. To have a quote like that on a memorial stone is just so something I would want….if I had my way, my house would be covered in lyrics and quotes.

And I think part of it was the fact that I know the emotion that memorial stone must evoke in people that really knew that man and loved him. When you read that and you know the person, I can imagine a flood of memories comes rushing in…..and that's cool. I love when words evoke emotion….memories….feelings. I love when you're not just reading something, but you're feeling the words and physically reacting to those feelings. It's amazing to me and definitely where my love affair with lyrics and love of writing stems from.

If you can write something and make people feel it….you're doing something right.