Leigh and I, relaxing with coffee, talking about the day that was…and the night that will be.
On a lark she asks me to play something from The Phantom Of The Opera.
“No, not that one, the new one” she says after a few failed attempts on my part to find the version she is hearing in her head.
Some quick Googling and soon Emmy Rossum is singing along side Gerard Butler. Damn, this guy did 300 and now is the Phantom? Talk about a lady killer.
Another lark, some perusing of other songs by Rossum, another song of hers, chosen completely by chance.
And Leigh freezes, mesmerized.
“That’s it! Listen to the lyrics. That’s what it feels like!” she exclaims.
So we listen together to, out of the millions of songs on YouTube, this particular one for no other reason than an amazing twist of the Fates led us to it.
“That’s what it feels like it,” she says again, “that’s subspace.”