Oh how I wish I was in your bedroom right now and could place inside your tiny paper plate ears a pair of plastic headphones so you could close your eyes and hear what time travel sounds like at least once before you die.
Since I can’t or, let’s face it, you won’t let me no matter how nicely I ask or how sane I try to sound, I will settle for the next best thing which is to request that you click through to this link and turn the volume up as high as it will go, press play and close your eyes.
The next 27 seconds is what time travel sounds like; and the three and a half minutes after is best suited for singing out loud. No, not lip syncing, but, singing out loud. Or (this part is optional and only for the truly possessed) pretend you are slow dancing — with me, or with someone else not me, someone you won’t let put headphones into your ears even though you really want to because you think she’s a little off or a little too sorrowful or a little off.
Close your eyes. Then, cross your arms. Rest your hands on opposite shoulders. Sway back and forth. Back and forth. Until
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Time travel sounds like the passage of Now, as I am travelling through Time, Currently.
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This is funny and poignant to me, all at the same time. Funny, because when I first saw your post title I thought it would be the sound of the TARDIS. But as I read on, I realized that it couldn’t be the TARDIS…no words to that theme music. And poignant, because for some unexplained reason I had The Carpenters’ “Top of the World” song repeating in my mind this week, over and over. Although I think it was the abridged version, as I can only remember a few of the lines.
That is seriously a song I probably haven’t thought of in over fifteen years. Maybe longer.
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