It’s not readily obvious to those who’ve only recently visited my blog, but if there’s one thing that’s been a constant in my life, it’s music. I’ve been playing since I was old enough to hoist myself on a piano bench, and growing up, the only way I could fall asleep was to leave my stereo playing. (And the best way to wake me up was to shut it off. It drove my mom insane.)

 
In my mind, I think I naturally assign songs to certain moments or phases in my life, almost as if I’m compiling separate soundtracks for each event. There are songs, with words or otherwise, that manage to hit me hard every time I hear them, even 48 minutes into a “repeat single track” loop that ends up lasting half a day. I seem to instinctively attach something to every piece of music I enjoy, and if you ever even just casually mention your favorite song, that’ll be one of the things I’ll always remember about you.