Sometimes, I think I'm some sort of weirdo for the way I think. For instance, many a time has passed when I would tell a friend that certain songs reminded me of going to the beach. I would receive a strange look, as if I'm spewing nonsense. Perhaps they don't derive emotions from music like I do. I sometimes associate certain melodic structures with memories, people, places, even smells. An example: Feels Like We Only Go Backwards by Tame Impala reminds me of the first time I ever smoked sour D and got high with my best bud. Walking On A Dream by Empire of the Sun reminds me of that long drive to Las Cuevas. Chamber of Reflection by Mac DeMarco simply reminds me of - let's say it's music to break up to. I'm almost embarrassed to say, but that Pokémon song - Together Forever - reminds me of Saturday mornings as a kid. I would always draw the curtains to see if the sky was nice and blue before getting out of bed, else I would sleep in. It's strange, but I like how my mind works that way. I'm always finding out things that make me, well, me.