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Wednesday, October 19, 2011
music and memories
Transferring my cds to my ipod today, a task i've wanted to complete for a long time. Its fun going down the memory road hearing all the songs of my past. I came across a cd that I absolutely love-Natalie Merchant-Ophelia. But I don't think i'm going to keep this cd or transfer the songs. It brings on such a depressed state hearing the songs. I remember when it came out I was a freshman? Dating a guy with crazy tatoos all over his body and our relationship never got very deep because he always at a distance emotionally. So not sure if this is the memory i'm picking up on when hearing these songs or if it was because it was such an unsure part of my life at that point of time? Anyways..I'm saying goodbye to Natalie, thank you for the nights you serenaded me but I can't have you around anymore.
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