Differences, again

After half an hour of singing I remember Hagar walking quietly behind me to not stop me from singing, and the smile she had on when I sang "Better Things" as the last song of our last photo-shoot came on.

and then, those times Efrat switched off Tori's CD I put on because she hated to hear me sing. And said so. All the time.

The clothes. Always - she hated the way I dressed. And behaved. She acted as if I couldn't be a part of the "real world" if I didn't get along with her other friends.

I keep having these little flashes of memories, and I think about these times. How, with everything that happened, still, it's better than it was.