you can always go home, right? (part 3)

then there was the music. there's always music, right? i often feel like my life is an endless series of playlists, distinctively marking the moods and memories of my experiences.

on the drive out to ohio it was all about a mix that my shado gave me just before leaving town. it was a fucking amazing mix that made me laugh out loud, made me cry for a moment, made me remember why i was making the journey to begin with.

on the drive home it was a different sound altogether. i was in a somber mood, ready to sleep in my own bed, ready to wake up to sweet hugs from baby girl, reflective of everything that had happened in the previous 4 days...it was a whirlwind of a trip. jam packed with happiness, tears, honoring moments, remembering people, burning pages of history, letting go and moving on...

i have dubbed this my "drive all night to get home because sometimes even my lucid moments are full of chaos mix". a little long i know, but it really was the first thing that came to mind when i was actually putting it together in my ipod. we can call it "lucid moments mix" for short if you'd like.

7 jam - clutch
never be the same - social burn
let's fly - melissa ferrick
mouth - bush
angels or devils - dishwalla
running to stand still - u2
dance, dance, christa paffgen - anberlin
Goddam right it's a beautiful day - ween
diary of jane - breaking benjamin
magical colors (31 flavors) - the jon spencer blues explosion
my Goddess - the exies
drive - melissa ferrick

if you take the time to actually read the post that's linked up above, you'll see the playlist from the mix that my shado gave me. it you look closely, you will see that several songs made it to lucid moments too...