Every season of my life seems to have specific memories, people, events, and music that I associate with that time frame. Of Men and Angels reminds me of freshman year. October and Halloween reminds me of it too. Gaslight Anthem and the W-1 parking lot reminds me of my sophomore year if that's what you'd even call it. Whatsername reminds me of 11th grade. Fall Out Boy and Bowling For Soup and taking the bee line bus reminds me of the summer before high school. It sometimes hurts to think about those things because I either miss them or hate thinking about it because it was a shitty time. But then new things come up. New friends, new places, new events. Fall going from 55 degrees to 80, driving up I-95 to I-91 passing through the New England skyline. I never want to forget this. But I want to keep making more. And I have been. These are the best days of my life.
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