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Hopefully, this isn't my end-of-the-year post. I say hopefully, because I only just realized that sophomore year is ending, I'm halfway done with college, and that this time last year, I was contemplating the meaning of life. I need some time to let this all legitimately sink in. For the time being, I'll write about what just happened to me. I was poking around iTunes, trying to figure out some songs to play during the summer while I'm at Stonehill. Working on imagining multiple instruments going on at once, when all I might hear is a guitar. I went to Pandora to check out some songs similar to Bon Iver, but had to delete a couple of old playlists first. After I deleted the first playlist, Pandora took me to my instrumental playlist (with "Memorial" by Explosions in the Sky as a song seed). It was already sixteen seconds into a song that didn't come up with a title, artist, album, or artwork. All blank. I thought about refreshing the page to see if a title would come up, but I decided to just listen, because I really liked the song. I then chose to wait until the next song played so I could just look back, but again, nothing. It was as though the song was never played. But when I was listening to this unknown, untitled song, it felt good not knowing. Which I suppose is the beauty of instrumentals. You don't know what the lyrics mean, since there are none. All you have to work with is the title and the music. Even less, in some cases. Usually I don't venture towards the unknown, but this was a pleasant exception.