Wishes of Graveyards and Nostalgia of the Mixtape

A song called "Dannemora Blues" came up on one of my Pandora stations, off an album called "Funeral Mixtape," with an album cover of exquisite colors creating a mood I'm quite fond of - gold-green grass, the suggestion of Versailles-esque composition of conifers leaving open a spiraling expanse of grey-blue about-to-rain skies. I loved the sound of those two words together "Funeral" and "Mixtape." And that lost, cherished, 90s idea of a mixtape. It filled me with an intense yearning to wander an old graveyard, and make a mixtape for the boy I have a crush on (husboy), and walk for a long time in the rain along gravestone-side path, in my Doc Martens and hoodie and old army jacket, with a walkman, listening, and swinging the wet hairstrands from my face, and swoon to the music and the warmth of emotion and the way music and rainsmell always makes it hurt so good.