I got that $20 Pocket Feeling the other day.
That sounds really wrong.
Let me explain.
You know that feeling you get when you grab a jacket and find $20 in the pocket? It’s your money but you get excited about it anyway because hey! Free money!
I grabbed a random mix I made months ago, popped it into my CD player (what, dudes? I’m old-school….and for a really long time, I thought I lost my iPod, Little Big Bird so I had to start making mixes because the only thing worth listening to on the radio is NPR and Morning Edition doesn’t play music…but you know what’s amazing? The music section of the NPR website. You guys should check it out. Seriously, Tiny Desk Concerts is one of my favorite things ever) and the jaunty opening bassline of The Replacements’ Can’t Hardly Wait filled the car.
Immediately, my hips start to shimmy and I yell out, “Holy shit! I love this song!”
I forgot how good The Replacements are.
I can’t believe I forgot how good The Replacements are.
And how good this song is. Dudes, there’s a horn section. And Alex Chilton plays guitar on it. What more could a girl want?
Rediscovering this song put me in an excellent mood for the rest of the day.
This happens to me every now and then.
I’ll rediscover something I love – pears+blue cheese or Edward Hopper or the Go Fish episode of Buffy the Vampire Slayer (which, admittedly, is actually a pretty crap episode but whatever. Swim Team Xander) – and it’ll spin me a little.
As much as I dig the discovery of new experiences, there’s something to be said about falling back in love with the old.
There’s something really comforting about it, too. Knowing that if you love something – like really love it in that grab-with-both-hands kinda way – it never really leaves you.
It’s always there, hanging out until you rediscover it and then, you get the chance to fall in love all over again.