Sounds of the season
Isn’t it weird how we associate certain memories with scents or sounds? We’re playing Christmas music at the store again (yes, already) and it’s the same garbage music from last year. I was in a terrible place mentally around Christmas time last year. So now when I’m at work, I feel like I’m listening to the soundtrack of my depression. When business slows down and I have time to stand around, I hear the music and a flood of memories—mostly bad—come back. So far, though, it hasn’t really gotten to me. I’m just thankful I made it through that season in my life, cause for a while it was lookin pretty bleak. Plus, there are some good memories too. I try to isolate those and throw the bad ones back.
Anyway, it’s awesome how when we smell certain things, or hear certain songs or voices, we recall memories we didn’t even know we had.
