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What's the last song that struck you at the right place right time? (lemmy.world)

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Open My Door by Alice Phoebe Lou Could not have hit me anymore with where my lifes at currently. https://youtu.be/qjZFE4PLEZ8

Feels like waking up after 2 years of sleep.

What was the last song that hit you at the right place right time?

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[–] NakariLexfortaine@lemm.ee 2 points 1 month ago

Passing Through by Kaden MacKay.

It came on while I was driving, struggling through feeling like I just didn't have enough time. Trying to work up the cash to get to a better place, feeling stuck in a dead-end job that I've lost what little passion I had for, not really many opportunities to get something better in my area.

Trying to work through my own identity, feeling how much of who I have been was something built on the things pushed onto me, feeling like I've missed so much of my own life being buried within a shell that was just starting to open. Trying to open it more, knowing I had to face the risks because staying inside was killing me.

Feeling like I was behind, running towards something I could never catch. I had to pull over because I had started crying. I was doing all this, making myself feel worse, and never taking that chance to just be. To be comfortable in my skin, to be who I really am, to let the time pass through and just smile, even for a little while.