Broken...but still good?
What do you do when music betrays you? I associate songs with people or things or ideas and that is currently getting torn up or put on hold possibly indefinitely.
Music is a comfort. A happiness. Where do I turn now? Do I stop making these associations and save songs to be my comfort? Or is the fact that I make them and instill feelings into them what makes them more meaningful to me?
More reflection is needed on this I’m sure. But I have gained many songs from people I am no longer connected with or talk too. They have a piece of that person for sure but they’ve gained other things too. I’ve associated them with other people or other things and ideas that mean something very important to me.
That’s probably the cause of this post. Songs on a playlist called repeats that I’ve been listening too for sometime now. Because of other things going on in my life. Of a dream and hope that I had. They were my sanctuary. I hope they still can be.
Music is a comfort. A happiness. Where do I turn now? Do I stop making these associations and save songs to be my comfort? Or is the fact that I make them and instill feelings into them what makes them more meaningful to me?
More reflection is needed on this I’m sure. But I have gained many songs from people I am no longer connected with or talk too. They have a piece of that person for sure but they’ve gained other things too. I’ve associated them with other people or other things and ideas that mean something very important to me.
That’s probably the cause of this post. Songs on a playlist called repeats that I’ve been listening too for sometime now. Because of other things going on in my life. Of a dream and hope that I had. They were my sanctuary. I hope they still can be.