Every night as I prepare to fall asleep, I get plagued by the fear that my brain may not switch off. For one reason or another, it seems like I have built up an intolerance to mellowing out over the years. As soon as my head hits the pillow, my brain starts going into over-drive. And so, every night without fail, I become an angry ball of mush who’s brain is being stuffed full of convoluted mind-fuckery.
This is a hard one because there are too many songs for me to choose from. So to narrow it down I tried to remember the ones that impacted me the most in those decades. The ones where memories would flood my mind as soon as I would hear them.
Isn’t it funny that when we get older, that’s when we start to wish we had done certain things a little differently in life. I don’t mean we regret things. In fact I don’t think anyone should regret moments in their life. What I mean is, when we look back at our younger selves we wish that we could have cherished certain moments more. Even wishing that we could have asked more questions to the people that would have made a difference in our lives.