☽ #Flashback

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A story ~ #Flashback

Whenever I listen to songs I've obsessed over before, I can feel just how much I've changed as a person. It's like looking back at a childhood photo of myself and realizing how different you were back then versus now.

I can remember the exact moment I fell in love with the song and how that song changed my life. Every song tells a story of the singer, but also of the listener as well. That is one of the reasons why music is wonderful~

But looking back, is still quite bittersweet.

A song that I've loved so much is but a distant and endearing memory, though it saddens me a little that the song will never sound as fresh and exciting to my ears as much as it did before. No matter how many times I try to turn back the clock, I'm only reminded of how much I've changed as time went on.

But the sweet news is that it shows that I'm growing up. It shows that pain is temporary, but that hey, I'm still chugging along.

By realizing how much such an old song doesn't relate to me anymore, I release myself from the certainty of the past, and dive into the unknown abyss, which is my future.

To be honest, right now, I'm really at a turning point in my life. 

My current job has made me realize that other people don't see me the way that I see myself. For example, I'm pretty introverted, but someone else has said they think I'm extraverted. For someone who is as self-absorbed as myself, realizing that large discrepancy between one's self-image and externalized image really is still a shock to me. But I'm sure this realization is quite a necessary one.

Only now it makes sense to me why people tend to say: "I don't care what others say about me, I'm just going to be myself." Because the fact is that other people really, really don't see you like you see yourself, no matter how hard you try to appease them. I guess it's just easier to give up deciphering others' perceptions and focus on nurturing yourself.

So anyways, if my worldview is constantly changing, then the types of songs I listen to will change as well. In the future, I might listen to more songs that talk about not caring about what others think of me, for instance. 

Change. From such reveals one's truth to life.

I find changing oneself like sauerkraut. At first, it stings and it's sour, but as you keep chewing, it oddly, becomes sweeter--not to mention, it has health benefits too. It doesn't matter how many times you encounter it, it will taste sour at first, but then, it will be sweet.

As for my recent epiphany, it will take some time to get used to the fact that I can't appease everyone, but I hope to get to the point where I can be comfortable being myself. And also, I hope it enriches my musical library too.


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While listening to this song:

You could look at.....strawberry skies.

You could be with.....I don't care.

You could do something.....do a hobby you haven't done for a while or listen to a song that you've never heard in a while.

You could eat or drink.....a dish that uses sauerkraut.

You could remember that.....finding security in the past is pretty much an illusion. You will never feel the same as you did back then, no matter what you do. Take your time to accept change. It will sting, but the first times doing something new are always the hardest. With repetition, you will get used to the new change.




Artist: VIVIZ

[Secret Story of a Song]

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