“Runaway Train”

best of sweet

On our second date we took in a Soul Asylum show at First Avenue in Minneapolis. He bought us beer with his fake ID. As we stood there immersed in the music, mouthing the words to every song and doing that weird head-bob thing, we’d look at one another, lock eyes and smile. I knew it was a life-defining relationship.


Postscript: I surprised him by planting a good, hard kiss on him after the show. We dated long-distance for a little more than three years. At 22, our lives went different directions. My heart still melts when I hear 90s alternative rock.

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