Way Back Machine- audio stylings, circa 1991.

In an effort to shake the chronic torpor I've been in at work for most of this week, I thought- hey! Cool! I still have a stash of old mix tapes! I'll listen to them and maybe I can focus.

What the hell was I thinking?! I was a very angsty, frustrated teenager. I grabbed a tape at random, you see-- not all of them were done by me. This one was.
My angst, let me show you it- the playlist:
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I didn't date it, but I did this probably Junior year of high school.  ETA: Please note, this is not the worst offender of teenage drama set to music that I perpetrated. Those I left in the storage box with the other random bits and pieces. I considered this redeemable to listen to again.
While I really miss the art form of balancing a tape out, finding just enough songs not to have a lot of dead space at the end of a side- And something like this, cannot easily be altered without wrecking it, it's a piece of my -albeit awkward - history.  I generally prefer the modern type of iTunes driven play list- and it has some permanence if I make an effort- but the options for shuffle or removing tracks means you don't anticipate the next track like you would with a tape. Not quite the emotional punch. Mostly.

It is quite a relief to have tangible proof that I've had emotional growth at least. I feel much better now.