I love thinking to music. I also like remembering nice things to beautiful tunes. It's lovely to see that kind of a complementary relationship materialize in the head. It's almost as if some memories don't exist without an aural catalyst. Specific songs evoke very specific images in the mind.
The album I'm listening to at the moment brings back vague flashes of a blue beach, cycling with friends, midnight walks in the rain, innocent friendships, harmless giggles, silly tears and the warmth that accompanies the feeling of extreme happiness. I'm glad for such reminiscences because it is highly unlikely that I will experience those beautiful moments again. But I know the music will always take me back to those days and the people who were with me for the briefest eternity.