Stranger

Every week or every few days I search for new music to add to my collection.  If I'm lucky I find something love perhaps once or twice a year.

In Singapore, the Thai girl had her iPod on while I was renting 30 minutes of her time.  On my second and last visit the entire time was taken up by one long track of house music.  I will never know what it was, I can only recall that I liked it.

As I searched for new music today, I realized that there was an ache in my heart.  For the music that will never again be heard, for the girl that will never again be seen, for the life I cannot have.