ENTER THIS DESERTED HOUSE.

Cold weather and this raining brought this overwhelming feeling of nostalgia as soon as i walked outside today. But it was strange, usually when one single thing triggers back a feeling that my body has chosen to relate with whatever it may be, i can remember why i felt that way. For example, when i hear Passion Pit, i get that horrible feeling in my stomache. I recall listening to it in your car and feeling that heartbreak and how sufficating it was not to be able to express it, and i remember the days after that when i woud listen to it on my own and i would feel that constant occupation that you had in my mind and the abandonment and how much it hurt. Once i heard one of their songs again, after a long long time, i felt that and it took me all of two minutes to remember why this band I enjoyed so much was anchored to such a negative feeling. Today, however, there was a feeling but i dont know what it was. I just couldnt make sense of it. As soon as i felt the cold and saw the rain there was this shift that i could feel in my stomache but afterwards there was no revelation as to why. I couldnt even comprehend what i was feeling. It was just there.