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Fragmented Self who wanders through life like a dreamer and wades through the river of dreams as though it were the only truth left in this world
Music Melody
It's pretty easy to understand why some of the songs I love are so tender to my heart. It is almost artistic how the story plays out in the songs; how they pour out like some kind of river into an ocean. When I tell it, people are pretty impressed and amazed by how detailed the memory is. There a few that are among my favorites in this list like Five Iron Frenzy for the memories when I was a young teen and would play Windwaker. I mooned over my brother's friend and went to Calavaras. I remember how long the ocean seemed in that game. I remember the panning for gold at that silly site and taking ridiculous pictures. I even remember the longing whenever I looked at the screen for outdoor movies. We played in the rocker that year. The boys convinced Sam that they were Pirates and I gave the girls a lift on my back. They were both much younger then. Young enough that I was babysitting them. When those songs play, I feel my hair and face being whipped by the air coming out the window of the ca as we drive down to Calavaras. I can breathe in that mountain scent and I see all the signs from the highway. I feel the bark of the trees around our cabin and how everything seems much simplier there. It just, does.

I have a similar experience to smells. However, there are fewer smells than songs that trigger memories.