My grandfather passed away a number of years ago. He was in the hospital in his last days – and I spent a lot of time in the waiting room, fairly certain that it was more or less a waiting game. I honestly do not remember much about the hours spent in the waiting room – but I do remember one thing quite clearly: I would put my headphones on when I didn’t want to be bothered, and I listened to Moby’s Everloving almost exclusively.
I always think of him when I hear Everloving. Although it’s a very mellow, slow song – and the memories I associate with it are certainly not the happiest – the song does not bring about the sort of sadness you might expect.
It just makes me think of him.