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Why don't we hit restart, and pause it at our favourite parts?

Music is the easiest time travel "machine" you can ever find. You don't even need a figment of your imagination to fantasize the time travel machines created by sci-fi books. It's like the effect of rewinding a tape and pressing play, you're suddenly in a place you've seen before and then you connect back with what you used to remember. You gather memories from the past, be it good or bad and you cannot deny the power of music. The potential of it creating some magical connection to a certain event at a particular point in time, and years later, still carries that particular episode.

I've been listening to some old hits while my player is being played at random, like:

Elevator - Hot Hot Heat
Buried Myself Alive - The Used
Sway - Bic Runga
Everywhere - Michelle Branch
Stay - Goong Soundtrack
Running Away - Hoobastank
Tiger Lily - Matchbook Romance
I Want It That Way - Backstreet Boys
Fly Away - Corrinne May
Calling You - Blue October
All Downhill From Here - New Found Glory
The Reason - Hoobastank
Swear It Again - Westlife
The Right To Write Me Off- Amber Pacific

Ah, just lovely.
I cannot imagine life without music.
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