'Cause I know where Golden's mind goes.

More dance practices for choir tour. We did STOMP and it brought back elementary school memories. Ah, the good ol' days, when I was still Sarah, not "white gurl." When the whole bus would break out in STOMP and annoy the bus driver. When Mom would make our driver caramel pop corn for Christmas. When I didn't have to walk to my bus, cause it stopped at my driveway. When the bus was fun.......ah, those days....the "Marie" club, Muslim neighbors, tidal waves, actually playing in the neighborhood...memories...