so i have these really old playlists that clutter up iTunes.

every now and then i peruse them with the intent of cleaning house; without fail i spend most of my time wondering what the hell i was thinking including song x, y & z in any sort of playlist.

still, i always leave them untouched; like a bird’s nest…like driven-snow…like hallowed ground.

each one is a perfect-little-time-capsule-of-awesome filled with so many questions: “who was this made for? did i really think a playlist would change her mind? really, did i ever think a goddamn playlist would change her mind?”

so they are my breadcrumbs to a life-long-past…as horrendous as many of them are they lead me back and remind me of where i am….and where i’ve been.

each moment was beautiful…each one perfect.

sometimes you think about hopping over to tumblr and starting a tumblog but then you remember you’re sitting on the greatest damn blog of 2007.

so instead of picking a svelte new tumblr blog theme you lookup the username/password for your 2007 Award Winning Blog.

then you login and remember when you used to rule the world.

it felt good; and then you’re back.