Someone recently reminded me of Ulrich Schnauss. The soundtrack to so many of my runs through the last 15 years.
Revisiting music is like shopping in my old closet at my parent’s house. The best old stuff becomes new again.
I’m taking the day off today but I’m going to run to this tomorrow:
I played Ulrich’s music a lot for you, Zoey, when you were born – we walked around the city to it and I had my headphones around my neck so u can hear it too.
I remember U cried a bunch at the beginning so i just took U out in the city… You were glued to me and we just walked, and listened to music, and the sound of construction and cars, and my constant voice on conference calls.. We did a lot of walking and thinking those first 2 months… I took you to the studio a bunch… You slept through everything when we were out. The moment we walked in you woke up and started crying.
You’re a lot like me. Still.
