the sheer beauty of some music just sideswipes me. take ol’ clair de lune coming on my iPhone/iPod: i suddenly feel like crying at the beauty of the world, like calling everyone i know and telling them i love them, like pulling my head out of the day-to-day and taking a step back to truly marvel at this life, this world. it makes me want to go to an ivy-covered cottage in the middle of nowhere, it makes me nostalgic for the past, for Sunday afternoons at home growing up, it makes me nostalgic for the future, for the as-yet unknown life i will lead and the lives i will create and all the joy and sorrow in store. all the beautiful possibilities and realities of life.
all this from a piece of music. and this doesn’t even cover the half of it.