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Friday, December 22, 2006
Nostalgia

Listening to Our Lady Peace reminds me of past time, of a younger me and my actions which I decide now are embarrassing. It's pretty strong, this warm feeling, surging forward like a silent wave, up through my chest to the back of my ears. As the music plays on, I suddenly find myself younger, staring at the screen wide-eyed. Everything was a marvel then, this fast, shifting world of the internet, and I found myself growing up in this mad community.

It reminds of a sunny day, with the clearest blue that filled the sky. It is a hazy impression, completely silent, but is touches me deeply, like a warm caress on my soul.

Now listening to: "Innocent" Our Lady Peace

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