Archive for August 28th, 2009

My Good Old Mp3-Player

When you forget something that you are really used to (let say your phone, watch, favorite earrings or anything), don’t you have this strange feeling that you are half-naked?!

I do. There are three things that can make me feel this way – or rather the lack of them – my watch, my phone and my MP3-Player.

Once I told you about how often I travel and how I like staring through the window, listening to some nice music and dreaming…

You can see me like that, thanks to my MP3-Player. This cute little fellow is with me for four years. In good and bad, always with me… It helps me think, focus, dream, remember..

Last night I found myself thinking how cool it would be if there was music playing during every nice moment of my life. I think it can actually turn every moment into a special event.  Because music gives this special sentiment to everything, this spice that the food wouldn’t be the same without...

I wrote some days ago that Music is Supreme Pleasure and I really believe it. Music is like a powerful memory tool that can instantly make you travel in time.

And while I was listening to Coldplay, I almost cried my eyes out because of all the good, sweet memories it reminded me of… I love that about music!

And thanks to this old little red piece of pleasure, I have beautiful memories kept in so many songs. Memories of towns, palaces, People, events, dances, laughter, talks… everything that makes my life full and complete today.

All that thanks to My Good Old Mp3-Player

Coldplay Warning Sign

A warning sign
I missed the good part then I realized
I started looking and the bubble burst
I started looking for excuses

Come on in
I’ve got to tell you what a state I’m in
I’ve got to tell you in my loudest tones
That I started looking for a warning sign

When the truth is
I miss you

Yeah the truth is
That I miss you so

A warning sign
You came back to haunt me and I realized
That you were an island and I passed you by
You were an island to discover

Come on in
I’ve got to tell you what a state I’m in
I’ve got to tell you in my loudest tones
That I started looking for a warning sign

And the truth is
I miss you
Yeah the truth is
I miss you so
And I’m tired
I should not have let you go

So I crawl back into your open arms
Yes I crawl back into your open arms
And I crawl back into your open arms
Yes I crawl back into your open arms