I know... I know.

Happens to me too.

I don't listen to much of anything any more, partly due to my home situation, but increasingly due to an odd sort of sound sensitivity. I crave silence, and get as much of that as I possibly can. That's sort of sad, I know. I sometimes think if I had more personal space, it might not be this way.

But when I do listen to music, it's always music from the past. Sometimes it brings back memories, sometimes just old feelings. It can be like reconnecting to a part of myself, often a good part of myself.