The pitter patter of rain against my window brings such an overwhelming feeling of nostalgia if you listen to it right. That's the ancient sound. Besides that, I hear the faint ticking of my wristwatch, which I still feel isn't really mine, as a friend accidentally left it with me and told me to keep it. This sound can evoke a feeling of nostalgia as well; this is the old sound. I suppose it's going to be common to hear the sound of computer technology in the future though, just like it's common to hear a wristwatch. That's the third sound I hear, the new sound: my laptop, on which I'm typing this.
(You should listen to this while you read http://www.rainymood.com/)
But I prefer to exclude the sound of my laptop from all of this. It's not important. What really means something to me are the other two sounds which I mentioned earlier; they delight my ears. However, more than bringing delight to my ears, they bring delight to a part of my mind which thrives on strong emotions. I feel peaceful and content in my room with these noises; I only wish that I had a hearth with a warm fire accompanied by a cup of hot cocoa in my hands.
However, it's in sentimental moods like this that one could experience the magnification of whatever emotion is currently dominating them. For example, if I was feeling exceptionally happy, such an environment would contribute to the already present happiness, and cause it to grow even more.
But I'm not particularly happy at the moment. To be honest, I feel rather lonely lately. There was once one with whom I talked with all the time, but that was a long time ago. I try to share my thoughts with other's now, but they don't care to listen. Though would it matter anyway? I miss the one whom I used to speak with. Now I write my thoughts on this blog, to the only ones who care to listen. Do you want to know the sad truth though? They don't exist. I'm writing this to myself: no one reads my blog.
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