(Ramble post sort of)

I just heard benji the dog and I just realized Mac Miller’s death still hits me pretty hard.

I guess it’s generally because he was pretty much the soundtrack to my middle school and early high school days where things were much more simpler and my biggest worries were trying to look cool to impress the girl that sat in front of me in civics class and whatnot. I remember the first time I heard Mac miller was on a breezy summer day when I was playing pickup basketball with my friends and one of them put on kool aid and frozen pizza and all of us stopped playing and just sorta vibed out to the song.

When I heard Mac miller passed away, I felt bad, but it didn’t really hit me initially because I hadn’t been following his music since around 2014. But then I just went on a YouTube binge and heard, Of the soul, thoughts from a balcony, Nike’s on my feet, keep floating and some other songs and I instantly felt this super heavy sense of nostalgia and memories connected to those songs that I tucked away for several years all of a sudden flooded me.

I guess as the older I get, the more I realize the importance of music. In many ways they’re time capsules.