Friday, July 13, 2012

Funny How Melody Sounds Like a Memory

Isn't it funny how little things can just send you back in time?  

As you know, we're moving in less than a month - and with a month as busy as ours, we're packing little by little.  Yesterday after work, my mom came over to our house before VBS started.  We went into the master bedroom and I started to sort through a drawer while we talked.  Our new apartment is going to smaller than any place we've ever lived, so I'm trying to defy my pack-rat tendencies and keep only the really important things.  I came across my first iPhone, and plugged it up to charge while we went to VBS.    

I've been finding things in this phone that make me remember a girl I barely recognize now.  I thought I'd share some of my findings with y'all today.  :)  

The Music

I love Eric Church's new song "Springsteen."  If you aren't familiar with the song, the title of this post is also one of the lyrics, and it rings true for me.  There are so many songs that I associate with certain memories or certain periods in my life, and hearing those songs can send me back in time.  On my old iPhone, I found the music of my wilder days.  

Airplanes by B.o.B. reminds me of a house party my old roommate and I threw.  The party had it all - drinking games in the living room, people mixing & taking shots in the kitchen, beer pong on the back porch, a fire pit in the back yard, and boys playing acoustic guitar in a circle of people passing around pot.  I once regarded that party as the best night of my life, and now... it all seems so silly...

All for You by Sister Hazel reminds me of my freshman year of college. I hated the all-girls school I had chosen that was 2 hours away from my family.  Sister Hazel played a concert at the campus one night, and I bumped into them in the stair way.  It was the highlight of the most horrible year of my life thus far.  

Almost Lover by A Fine Frenzy takes me back to the only real heartbreak I've ever experienced.  I was in love with a guy who was incapable of loving me back.  He suffered some extreme emotional and mental issues - half the time he loved me and we were great together, but the other half of the time he felt empty inside and couldn't feel anything toward me.  I thought he was "the one" but when he told me he had purchased an engagement ring, I begged him not to ask me to marry him because I knew I couldn't say yes.  Following our break-up, this song filled the silence.

Beast of Burden by The Rolling Stones makes me think of a carefree time in my life where all I did was skip class and smoke pot with my best friends.  We would lay in the grass and listen to this song, ride around with the windows down and our sunglasses on while listening to this song, and we had not a care in the world.  

Bubble Toes by Jack Johnson takes me back to evenings spent alone listening to my (then) favorites - Jack Johnson, Ben Harper, Bob Marley...   

DJ Got Us Falling In Love Again by Usher reminds me of the time I dated a bartender who was 10 years (to the day) my senior, who worked at a club.  He would get me in for free and at that time in my life, I thought a guy who could serve me free drinks was all I'd ever need.  He would work the bar, and I would dance to this song and hang out with my friends.   

The Pictures

Zombie's "baby pictures" are on this phone.  He weighed about 3 pounds and had permanently floppy ears that made me swoon.   I have a video of me getting my anti-tragus pierced in the back of a thrift store in Charlotte with my then-roommate.  There are before & after pictures of a tattoo I had redone.  Zombie's first time being thrown into the river is recorded.  I took a picture of my first bowl that I bought in Columbia once I started smoking pot heavily.  Pictures of me as a brunette pepper pictures of Zombie doing a variety of cute things.  Several pictures from a vacation to Mexico with my family & then-bff are on the phone.  I have lots of pictures of tiny moments in time that now don't mean anything, but at the time...they meant everything.  There is a video of the second time I tripped on Salvia.  There are pictures of food, pictures of friends, pictures of myself, pictures of the seasons changing.... 

The Conversations

The two-year-old text messages are probably my favorite, but there are also some that weren't much fun to read.  I got to relive the emotions following two break-ups, and I also got to relive falling in love with Mr. Robinson.  :)  Since I never throw away anything, including text messages, I have records of Mr. Robinson asking me to give him a chance to make me happy.  I have records of me begging him not to hurt me, and him promising to never leave.  There is a different tone to our text messages, but it makes me swoon.  :)  

What takes you back in time?  Do you recognize the person you've become when she stands next to the person you once were?  



Meg @ Mr.C and Me said...

Sometimes I marvel at the person I used to be, at the things I've done and said, and yet as I look at me now sometimes I can hardly believe and yet, somethings are still the same 'ol classic me. Guess that's the fun thing about looking back and looking ahead, you'll always be yourself, but a different version you :)

hmmm, what takes me back in time. music for sure! listening to old songs I recorded off the radio onto cassette tapes. my old diaries. the notes Mr.C saved that I wrote him back in high school.

♥ ♥ Just a Girl in Love w/ a Soldier ♥ ♥ said...

I love going back through old pictures and blog posts!!!

Elise Cooper said...

This is why I wish I had kept a personal journal, to look back on and see the growth. But I can definitely say I am not the same person I was 6 months ago and that is all God!

Brooke said...

Going back and seeing/hearing old memories really does take you back! There are still a few songs that play on the radio and remind me really strongly of a moment in my past. It's kind of fun :)

Kristen Seuberling said...

What a bittersweet walk down memory lane! Glad yo had a chance to relive those first magical conversations with Mr. Robinson.

Kristen Seuberling said...

What a bittersweet walk down memory lane! Glad yo had a chance to relive those first magical conversations with Mr. Robinson.

Anonymous said...

I don't recognize who I used to be in high school and college. And that is a GOOD thing! Most people have their wild, rebellious years, and I think it's best to get that out of the way when you're still young, so that you don't go crazy when you're like 40, trying to get into the party scene lol.