If that's true, I think the sense of hearing might be second strongest. See, I take comfort in familiar sounds.
Rain tapping on a roof instantly lulls me to sleep even when the day has included two cups of coffee and a handful of chocolate chips.
Hearing my Dad's familiar cough in a crowded store is both cringeworthy and endearing- I know he hasn't for some mysterious reason, wandered too far off as he usually tends to do.
I think my attraction to sounds helped create my attraction to music. I link songs to events so often that it should be addend to my list of hobbies on Facebook.
I'm learning that being in a new place shouldn't mean that I give this habit up- it was really important for me to go to the Tommy and the High Pilots show last night and sing along to songs that I know every word to because it had such a sense of familiarity to it.
Whatever string of emotions that I had previously attached to those songs has now expanded to include a night out in Chicago.
It's cheesy to say but I the power that music can possess and I really wouldn't give up my little hobby for anything.
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