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Going through my cd collection - the eclectic incomplete mismatched aquisition it's become - I sat on my floor and popped in one cd after another, skipping through tracks, fascinated for the longest time.
There are my all time favorites - dust free, name scrawled across the front in black sharpie, declaring my devoted ownership - No Doubt, MxPx Live, Evanescence, Weezer (blue album, of course) - and then there are those that I've acquired over the years, swapped out, found in the MU Radio free bin, promos, the cds I've left on my shelf untouched for ages.
Funny thing is, my most cherished favoritest ever cds are mixes - tracks handpicked, and burnt, traded and just totally random, reminding me of freshman year, the summers spent on the Evanston beaches, that one crazy night spent going out getting drunk in the city... ;)
When I think about all the money I've spent on music over the years, adding it up... I wish for a second that I could just sell all of them back... but someone once pointed out to me that I wouldn't be the same girl I am today without them. It's so true. So I slip them back on the shelf, and keep them, little testimonies to the memories they contain.