Foggy

Today I find myself going back to a soundtrack that I used to listen to over and over for almost a year or more. I wrongfully thought that I was cured when I stopped for a while.

Now all the talk about how I love to silence the world and only let what's beautiful and nice be heard, so that i can breath easily... and how music can be the way to a better being or a gate to an old memory... was never more true.

It seems the connection was strong this time... what i can't understand is why my feelings are so foggy. With all the stress that came with the job - the job that was one of the places where I listened to this music, in fact, a colleague there introduced me to this music- with all the non sense in the work system, I find it hard to understand that overwhelming nostalgia.
I say to myself:" suppose you get a chance to go back, would you?"
No I wouldn't, no doubt there... I don't want to go back to the job that had no job description and where you can be easily blamed for not doing what you were supposed to do... I won't go back to be with poeple who pass by and don't even say good morning

I don't know... it will go away that strange feeling... even if I couldn't figure out why I feel this way... may be it is simple the effect of the "Javier Navarrete" music ....