Today I woke up to a very cold room. I had accidentally left my windows open overnight, and the nighttime chill woke me up. I didn't want to get out of bed, but I got up and took my shower. For whatever reason, the feeling of me taking a warm shower after being very cold was incredibly nostalgic. It doesn't really make sense to me, but I guess the feeling reminds me of winter. I just found it bizarre that a feeling could trigger nostalgia, because normally I only associate nostalgia with the sense of sight. I guess my mind doesn't just remember sights, but the things I've heard, the scents I've smelt and the things I've felt.
9/26/09
Tonight was "Thunder Over Aurora" the first annual band show. Ironically it rained, making me wish they had named it "Sunshine Over Aurora." The show went very well, despite the rain, but after our first few songs there was a medical emergency in the stands. The band watched as an older man in the stands had a heart attack, and was attended to by paramedics. We later found out that the man was from Hudson, and didn't survive the heart attack. It still gives me the chills to think that I was that close to someone as they died. And as insignificant as his death is to my life, I can only imagine the pain his family is going through right now. It was truly eye-opening and made me realize that the people I take for granted may die unexpectedly, and I should cherish them while I can.
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