Music makes me sad

I like music.  I always have, but thinking back on it, I think I have always preferred music from the present, music without emotional ties to my life.

I don't mind music I played on instruments.

It is the music that I listened to as I navigated the highways and byways of the rest of my life that makes me sad., even if they were good.

Some people call that nostalgia.  I call it bittersweet.  It recalls a time when I was other than -- other than I am now -- happy, sad, or whatever, it is a time gone by, a time that cannot be recalled, replaced, or revamped with any true certainty.

Once time has severed the cord between me and those in my past I have no desire to wallow in them -- unless I need to cry.  

So, while I am a romantic in many ways, I prefer to focus on the possibilities of the moment rather than the imaginings of the past. The music may be ancient, modern, or anywhere in between as long as it does not evoke memories of times gone by.

I need to live in the present.