Nashville. I might have been there before, but I can’t remember. I know I once saw Elvis’ house in Graceland.
Nashville, yes I want to visit. I’m going to reluctantly admit that part of it is because of that television show so creatively titled “Nashville.” Although you know they must be doing something right because the show “Dallas” certainly doesn’t make me want to visit Dallas.
Nashville. Today I found out someone I know from college lives there all because he grew his hair very long and I didn’t recognize him when he came up on my newsfeed on Facebook and I was going to de-friend him.
Nashville loves music, I love music, music loves me. I should go to Nashville, Tennessee.
I’m kind of delirious today from staring at a computer screen for too long.