Killing Time

Tonight, I decided to listen to some of my favorite music. But, they are the songs I haven't listened to in a long time.

I put on some jazz, and for the first time in years, I feel right. I feel like my brain is finally working again. My memory has been going downhill for years, and all of the sudden, it's back. Well, I still can't remember much of the past week. I do remember things from years back though.

This is why music is so important to me. I do my best when I experience something. I remember details about the things I hear. I can't remember the things I saw. It explains why I can remember lyrics to an entire CD, but not something I read a few minutes ago.

Not only do I remember the lyrics, I also remember the places I've been while listening to particular songs. I know that I've written about this before, but something feels different. For example, I'm listening to "Gravity" by A Perfect Circle, and I remember that I bought that CD the day it came out. The following month, I came back home to Dallas for a friend's wedding. When I met up with my parents in Fort Worth, I put that CD on. When we arrived at the hotel where the wedding was being held, that song had just started.

I love being in the city, especially at night. Not too late. Maybe 11PM? It's late enough to where traffic isn't a problem, but there are still enough cars to not feel alone. That's why I want to live in downtown Austin. There are some apartments that are 2 blocks away from the better part of 6th street. It would be amazing. I mean, if I'm in a situation where I can afford that apartment, I would be too happy.

Still. I've now sent my resume out to 5 places. Waiting for a word.