It’s late and you turn your player on. You put it on shuffle and a random song plays. It’s your most played song in high school. You remember the times when you put it on repeat and how you sang your heart out every time you heard it. You remember how you felt when you listened to it and more importantly why. Because to you it’s never just a song. Almost always there’s a why behind the fondness. Or perhaps a story.. a person. Whatever the reason, you smile at the memory, amused at how silly and naive you were back then, and resume to the next song on the list… undeterred… unaffected… free.


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