I've never been struck by a song before. I have had those moments where you're listening to a song and it's just amazing in that one point in time, but I've never been struck cold by one. Today was a depressing day. Taurus had a five day and everything for the most part went as such. It was a day of indecision, and uncomfortable epiphanies. My stomach was throbbing in its side from all of it, and my mind was caught in a spherical rut that I didn't even know was possible. I couldn't pay attention to my AP book on the subway because the gentle rocking of the train was getting in the way. Everything was; all of the noise, even the buses that were visible outside. About six stops away I had enough of studying. I closed my book and turned on Abbey Road; sure that my favorite album would smooth things out. As Come Together came I on I was so hopeful. "John Lennon will help." I said to myself. I even sang to myself foe the sake of escapism. _"She said one and one and one is three!"_ My favorite line wouldn't help. Neither did Something. Something has been one of my favorite song for as long as I can remember. I honestly think I would get married to this song, and then make babies to it. I have a vivid memory of me as a seven year old sitting in front of my second floor window looking out into the rain with my CD player on full blast as George Harrison sang _"I don't want to leave her now!"_ While I sat there the rain falling onto my hand. On this train ride however no rain fell on my hand. It was quite sunny outside and this time when I heard Paul's free-spirited bass line, I was only reminded of the times when I did listen to something. Nostalgia never helps on a bad day. Maxwell's Silver Hammer didn't make me laugh, and Oh Darling didn't make me want to be Paul. Octopus Garden didn't even make me feel peaceful like it usually does. Abbey Road was failing me song by song. Each song was amazing but it wasn't having its usual effect. I even got annoyed a little bit at I Want You. "Can't they play anything besides that riff!" I thought. I usually loved the effect. This song was still playing as I got off the train. It abruptly stopped about two blocks away. The sun was shining so brightly that everything had this orange glow. Even the park by my house which was filled with people I despise had a warm inviting glow. Everything seemed better when Here Comes The Sun came on. Right from the beginning of the fairly short song I felt it change. _"Here comes the sun doo-doo-doo-doo. Here comes the sun and I say; it's all right"_ I felt as if George was speaking to me. I felt as if he was telling me it was alright. That the it's been a long, cold winter, and that the ice is slowly melting. The smile on my face was the size of a scar. I walked smiling at the cynical dwellers of Ridgewood as if I actually cared for them. Even telling my mom happy early mothers day when I saw her. I knew Abbey Road wouldn't disappoint. It's been my favorite album for as long as I can remember, and I don't think that's about to change. It's just that my favorite song from it changes.
_Sun, sun, sun, here it comes..._
