Space journey


I remember as a 12 year old kid laying on my bedroom floor on my back listening to the Ziggy Stardust album with my cheap fidelity stereo speakers up against each ear being transported to the place where Bowie/Ziggy existed. Its a place I can still visualise 40 years later. Its a place I looked for when my eyes were wet with tears at Bowie's passing. I was that 12 year old again. David Bowie can still bring out the youthful wonderment in me. Then.. Now.. Forever.


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