My roomie gave me all these rare Coldplay tracks I'm listening to as I type. Manna to my ears. I do this because Christina is away...she left early for a little beach excursion and we meet again tomorrow night at a Highlanders rugby game in Dunedin.
Coldplay concert in Salt Lake City November of 2008 was life-altering. Loved every second. Tears even streamed down my face in "Fix You." And they even played another rare favorite "God Put A Smile Upon Your Face."
Enya. It has been with me since Christmas of 6th grade when my cousin Marnie gave me the Paint The Sky With Stars album. That Christmas was also when Into Thin Air- the IMAX documentary about Mount Everest came out- the first of it's kind. I remember going down to the Reuben H. Fleet Center in San Diego with several aunts, uncles and cousins to see it. It was so awe inspiring. Maybe that's when my sense of adventure ignited....
I also associate my foray into my teenage Bath and Body Works obsession with that Christmas (random). I was and am that nerd who listens to Enya melodramatically when they are feeling a little melancholy and travel hungry. It makes me think of elephants and tigers and jungles in India. Hmm. Enya was my music of choice as we drove through Milford Sound last week.
I just made some sugar cookies, hot out of the oven. Who wants some?
If you have read this far in this poorly written, randomly thought, and impulsively posted post, you are a true friend. Cheers.