I had an odd thought in the middle of a recent deep sleep. I thought--and might have even said to no one, "My high school jazz ensemble's performance in 1987 of the Kim Carnes/Kenny Rogers/James Ingram hit, 'What About Me?' could have used more pizzazz. Looking back, we all played it competently, but we didn't emote all that much. At least in concert, we shouldn't have sounded so detached."
Then, I went back to sleep. After all, I couldn't change the past.
