Sloppy Seconds
This song by Watsky stirs nostalgic feelings universally, but for me it mostly strikes a chord regarding a trip I took. What I didn't expect was that I would be broken up with right before it.
I was back in my childhood home, a small, quiet town in Arizona. It was strangely cloudy and I was sitting next to a saguaro that I had named Mr. Kung Fu as a child because I thought it looked like it was in the middle of a roundhouse kick. I was almost crying, almost not, and somewhere close to broken. It was a strange time.
This is a song for the time in between, when emotions don't seem to quite be able to fill all of the empty space that life just is, so listen to it during that time. Preferably alone, maybe walking somewhere you normally aren't or while the weather is behaving strangely. Something that feels oddly hollow.