boston
it's so funny how being away from boston, my home for a year, created its own emotional associations that releases itself like a strong fragrance when listening to specific songs. i just started listening to jezebel from iron and wine, and immediately got a sense of myself getting off the greenline from the C train at 10 in the morning, walking in kenmore square getting to class and realizing i'll be a few minutes late again. the sense of purpose in my steps. and the sense of anticipating boredom, or excitement, depending on the class. and then looking forward to going back to the apartment in washington square where anton might be up making lunch, or still in bed from a late night (in which i would put my things on the ground near the bed and crawl in with him to cuddle). i wonder what songs i will associate to living in nyc my first year here, and when i listen to those songs, what will i get a sense of? listening to jezebel and the images that came up surprised me, as i hadn't thought of those things in a long time, nor when i did in the past did i feel them the same way i do now-- listening to this song that walked with me so often in boston.