Now that I'm riding my bike to work again (!) I'm listening to my music on my iPhone, which I haven't consistently listened to (everyday) since biking to work at the planetarium two years ago.
Last week, I noticed I still remembered the next song that would play. What? Well, let me explain a bit. No, I haven't changed the music since then, as I was listening to it very infrequently (I try not to listen when biking on the street...unless I really have to). Pretty much the same songs are on there now. I also always listen to the songs in order. No playlists. No shuffle. No skipping. Just straight some upbeat, some not, some Mexican, straight down the list so it plays in the same order every time.
One song ends and I can hear the next song begin in my head before I can hear it in my headphones. It really is amazing if you ask me. Oh, the mind. The things I would like you to remember, and you don't, but yet you remember the order of my songs for years.
Actually, my mom used to listen to one of the Shania Twain CDs all the time in middle/high school. We would go on our frequent drives to St. Louis and she would play the same CD. To this day if I hear a Shania Twain song that was on that CD, I know the song that follows. Why?
Who watched Waiting for Superman? Remember the teacher who was teaching through songs and how successful it was? Apparently, our brains remember better that way.
P.S. Changing my songs is on my list of things to do and I'm pretty excited!
Last week, I noticed I still remembered the next song that would play. What? Well, let me explain a bit. No, I haven't changed the music since then, as I was listening to it very infrequently (I try not to listen when biking on the street...unless I really have to). Pretty much the same songs are on there now. I also always listen to the songs in order. No playlists. No shuffle. No skipping. Just straight some upbeat, some not, some Mexican, straight down the list so it plays in the same order every time.
One song ends and I can hear the next song begin in my head before I can hear it in my headphones. It really is amazing if you ask me. Oh, the mind. The things I would like you to remember, and you don't, but yet you remember the order of my songs for years.
Actually, my mom used to listen to one of the Shania Twain CDs all the time in middle/high school. We would go on our frequent drives to St. Louis and she would play the same CD. To this day if I hear a Shania Twain song that was on that CD, I know the song that follows. Why?
Who watched Waiting for Superman? Remember the teacher who was teaching through songs and how successful it was? Apparently, our brains remember better that way.
P.S. Changing my songs is on my list of things to do and I'm pretty excited!
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