I feel like I have, or still am rather.
Fleetwood Mac Rumours.
It follows me around. All the time. Wherever I go. It's like I can't escape it, not that I want to.
When I lived in the womb we had this album on vinyl and listened to it at least 5 times a week. Probably more like once a day, (at least). All five of us were in love with this album.
I have been hearing songs from this album at least every other day, either on the radio or at the store or pretty much anywhere I go. But I can't complain because it makes me happy and reminds me of the womb and living with my best friends.
Please do yourself a favor and listen to Rumours on this beautiful Sunday afternoon.