Summer means unwarranted nostalgia. I did a run-through of my iTunes and made two playlists: one for the first half of college, and another for the second.
Originally 43 songs, presented as 24. Maybe I’m finally reaching that age where the things I like don’t solely hold value in retrospect. Everything is a bit more static now. Maturity, here I come.
(p.s. the graphic looks “better” when you click on it) (p.p.s. yes those are my ‘alma mater’ colors. there is no time like the present when it comes to being lame)
