Do you have music? or a smell? or a feel? that when you experience it, it's like a hyperlinked wormhole into the past? I just thought of a few:
Counting Crows "August and Everything After" album – Reminds me of the bus ride to track meets in high school. I think I listened to that CD non-stop for an entire season.
Ace of Base "The Sign," and "Don't Turn Around" – The bus ride to school in 6th grade. Man we were SOOO cool sitting in the back of the bus listening to our walkmen! When did those things go out of style anyway. Maybe Apple should make an iPod that looks like an old school walk-man and bring us all back to The Day. :)
Different smells every two blocks– When I went running with Kira down in Arizona. She was 1) really excited to be running at like 4:30 in the morning.... 2) really excited about the different flowery smells one would encounter at each house, and 3) running way too fast for me.
A bike with a carrier rack on the back – When I was little and all my cousins and I (about 8 of us) would wait with baited anticipation for our Grandpa to give us a ride on his bike. It had a soft grey furry seat, and colored plastics on the spokes that made it sing as you rode.
"Dreaming of You" by The Coral – Late nite study-break dance parties at the Buchon house. For exactly 2:21minutes my roomates and I would lift our heads from our studies and dance around the frontroom and slide around in our socks on the hard-wood floors. Our frontroom had a Giant window that looked out on the street, and in brief moments of lucidity I would ponder what our neighbors thought of us.... oh well!
Ace of Base "The Sign," and "Don't Turn Around" – The bus ride to school in 6th grade. Man we were SOOO cool sitting in the back of the bus listening to our walkmen! When did those things go out of style anyway. Maybe Apple should make an iPod that looks like an old school walk-man and bring us all back to The Day. :)
Different smells every two blocks– When I went running with Kira down in Arizona. She was 1) really excited to be running at like 4:30 in the morning.... 2) really excited about the different flowery smells one would encounter at each house, and 3) running way too fast for me.
A bike with a carrier rack on the back – When I was little and all my cousins and I (about 8 of us) would wait with baited anticipation for our Grandpa to give us a ride on his bike. It had a soft grey furry seat, and colored plastics on the spokes that made it sing as you rode.
"Dreaming of You" by The Coral – Late nite study-break dance parties at the Buchon house. For exactly 2:21minutes my roomates and I would lift our heads from our studies and dance around the frontroom and slide around in our socks on the hard-wood floors. Our frontroom had a Giant window that looked out on the street, and in brief moments of lucidity I would ponder what our neighbors thought of us.... oh well!
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