Hey, now I know for a fact that no one is reading, I can just kind of say any shit I want for my own amusement and gratification, right?
This seems as good a time as any to do some o’ that shit.
So, um, yeah. [/slick segue into post]
I seem to have a special kind of mind, I think. It has a very flexible and comprehensive filing system. Which often seems to be a curse more than a blessing.
When I hear literally any music, I’m instantly transported to the first time I heard it, or who I was with, or who introduced me to it etc along with all the emotion of the time (which was often ‘those were the fuckin days, man!’. Although I admit a lot of that could be rose tinted spectacles and all that). Almost inevitably instantly followed by a flash forward to my emotions of today. Which is often regret or remorse for the then/now situation; quite often along the lines of ‘how did someone I spent so much time with and enjoyed being with so much or had so many feelings for end up being a stranger’? [...]