Wise Words: Music makes memories …

Today, out of the blue, I thought of a music album I used to listen to over and over again. There I was, listening to my Christmas playlist, driving in the thick of traffic (okay, it wasn’t that bad, but that isn’t as dramatic as “the thick of …” πŸ˜‰ ), when I started to think of a song I haven’t heard in years. It was so random! Right in the middle of Michael Buble wishing me a merry little Christmas.

I decided to see if I could find the album. I did! I couldn’t believe it. I decided to listen to it on the way home. It was the most fun I had driving home this week. I couldn’t believe I still knew most of the lyrics to most of the songs! And I ended up smiling all thirty minutes home because I could remember certain things I did while listening to a particular song. Like, during one song, I remember I brought my CD player to school so I could listen to CDs before class started. And during another, I remember rehearsing my high school senior class song and goofing off most of the practice with friends. I remembered soccer practices, sleepovers, and Friday nights at the local movie theatre just to pass the time away. Little memories like that came to mind while I listened to this album.

Music …


… is amazing. It really is.

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In a 140 characters or less: I'm an easy going, movie geek, TV buff, book-loving, melancholy/phlegmatic, Scorpio kinda gal.