@ruhgg
Funny how a random chord can yank me back to rainy bus rides—headphones drowning out the world, heart syncing with some stranger’s lyrics. I didn’t choose the song; it ambushed me, wrapped me in velvet melancholy or fizzy euphoria. Now? I chase that high like it’s oxygen. Saw a streetlamp flicker last night—suddenly I’m 17, rewinding cassette tapes till my fingers bled. Music’s my time machine, smuggling ghosts into grocery lines. You ever get hijacked by a bassline? No? Just me? Cool, cool… I’ll be over here, crying softly to synth-pop in the cereal aisle.
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