the name

sights and smells sync up with memory, and sounds are no different.

and because music is this jiggly, malleable thing, there's a natural concomitant there; we can align a piece of music with a memory with just a little bit of wiggling, just as we can allow a piece of music to affect the apparent reality of a memory when see fit.

overstating the obvious: everyone has songs that they connect to moments from their lives.

perhaps not so far removed from the obvious: those songs can take on a summarizing effect, granting us instant access points to all the different feelings and thoughts that a full memory comprises. they're something that play as the credits roll and the house lights go up, and we are left to fresh rumination, even if we're pondering an experience that's long past.

i don't just fancy that analogy. i sometimes quite literally see credits rolling over slowly-blurring and fading scenes in my mind's eye.

i think this is special, and i'd like that kind of pure goodness and feeling to inform every word i put down here.