On the way home, I experienced the most perfect flow of songs on a mix ever, and then I remembered it was an accident because I needed to fill out a cd and added some stuff on the end randomly. What a wonderful accident, it was like it perfectly flowed with my brain pattern. From catchy but chill to happy to thoughtful to really chill to trancey thinking music. The epic list was as follows:
Winding Road - Bonnie Somerville
New Soul - Yael Niam
Pride (In the Name of Love) - U2
Red Right Ankle - The Decembrists (thanks kbear)
This Time Around - Helen Stellar
Weird right? Yes, weird. Which leads me to my first and really only point: music is the fuel in my life. Like, nothing would be much to me if it weren't for music. It connects everything in my life together with this weird glue of notes and pitch and rhythm.
Also in quasi-deep thinking, I've realized something important this weekend: some people really do have something more going on below the surface, something more to talk about than dumb jokes and something more to impress people with than the amount of alcohol they drank or how many girls they've hit on in the past month. Something MORE. I needed to know this fact, and now I do. My expectations have risen--I know this makes no sense to anyone but me, but I need to put it out there.
The end :]
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