29 September 2004

don't hate her when she gets up to leave

this has been happening a lot lately, but a song or smell or picture
lately has an extraordinary ability to take me back days, months,
years, to where my life used to be. the example that will start us
off today, is hearing 'two headed boy part 2' by neutral milk hotel.

suddenly, i'm a senior in college, newly ensconsed at 412 west foster
avenue. met jen, met shana, met bethany, and more cats than i had ever
seen before in one place. and it was strange music shared with me by
strangers, and i somehow knew life had turned a corner. it was fall
and in pennsylvania we had lots of leaves and people had fireplaces,
and barbecues to burn leaf piles, and i was all of 21, and the smell
of all those things was in the air. i realize now it was promise.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

this is amazing because that one song in particular always transports me back to a previous life as well...so much so, in fact, that i don't really listen to NMH anymore because i don't always want to live in a poignant flashback of rolling around--in a cotton-sheeted bed in a room, covered with ripped out prada ads and old-school car posters--with my college boyfriend in a semi-delapidated house in ann arbor, michigan, and then going out for honey peanuts and lagers, two-for-one. loved the post.

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