Posted by S. , Wednesday, October 6, 2010 12:19 AM

Fall gets to me in weird ways. Causes nostalgia. While there aren't any nice red maple leaves to look at, or those carpets of leaves in the woods that smell and sound so perfect- it appears that fall, even in amongst the evergreen trees, still has the same effects. Maybe it's that, in essence, autumn is equivalent to change. Things die, wither, fall. (I'm referring to plant life, no deep metaphors here). No other season has that same connection to endings as fall does, where it is visible. Change, endings, something coming around the corner is in the air, it seems.

For nostalgic and other reasons (having significantly more free time in the past while than in all the previous years combined), I've started adding songs from old playlists to my current listening. I know that smell and taste are supposed to be the 2 senses that trigger memories the most (the smell of roof tar is inextricably linked to memories of MV tennis), but songs seem to have their own powerful trigger/time travel capacity.