Remembering
I salute Karen Carpenter, who died 25 years ago of complications during her recovery from anorexia. That day I was on my way up to my apartment and the two people in the elevator with me were talking about anorexia. I got paranoid, thinking they were alluding to me, then realized they were talking about her. I loved her voice. It was so rich and wonderful. Before she died, she had started to write her own songs and was headed in a new direction artistically. What a shame that she had to leave so soon. On Monday I saw that it was the anniversary of her death. That inspired me to finally sit down and start working on this project. After all, time waits for no one.
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