There is this one song in particular that brings back some amazing memories. "Past All Concerns" by Barzin. Whenever I hear the opening strum of the guitar I get these sort of chills down my neck. I guess because, I like said, all the memories that are associated with it.
The picture that immediately comes to mind is me laying in my bed...my double mattress.... either in only my socks and SC football hoodie, just my underoos, or my hoodie and rocawear sweats wrapped up like a taco in my San Marcos cover. I'd always have the window unit on full blast with both fans sucking in the cold 20-30 degree weather from outside.
I always threw either a towel or a dirty article of clothing along the bottom of the door to keep the bright ass light from the hallway out. So the only light that would come in was through the fan blades as they whirled around...the light would dance on the wall/ceiling...
By this time my little CD player had completely stopped working on me. Bradford was nice enough to lend me his little boombox. Most of my CDs were too scratched to play in there, but luckily the CD that Daniel made for me before I left was in pristine condition.
I would always put it on random... lay in my bed and just reflect on everything. Of course the main thing on my mind at the time was Edith and how much it tore me up to know she was extremely unhappy. I was still so hurt by what my brother had done. I couldnt believe football was over. I would worry about Ray and how he was doing in Houston without me...I was mad at him for not telling me he had had strokes. I didnt want this to end, i liked having my own room for once in my life. Edith would always either be on the phone with me but dead asleep. I liked that one thing in my life was going right amidst all the other turmoil. but it was all coming to an end now...
and whenever "Past All Concerns" would come on... it was so soothing and so relaxing. Something about it spoke to me and soothed my wounds... it lulled me to sleep... on the rare occasion that it wouldnt put me to sleep the first time I heard it, I would get up out of bed and go start it back from the beginning. I dont remember ever listening to it more than twice in one night.
The greatest memory of all is laying there, exactly as described above (with the exception of the window unit being off) but I slept with a smile on my face... a smile on my face and a undescribable warmth in my heart. On my chest or on my arm/shoulder, with an arm or leg wrapped around me, lay the head of the single most important person in my life.She had gone so far out of her way to come and visit me... i appreciated it more than I could ever show, I could never thank her enough... I would tell her everynight as she slept "Thank You..." and kiss her on her forehead... I named her my black queen, Edith.