abba fever

I just can’t seem to get ABBA songs off my mind these days.

It all started one bleak Saturday morning, when I was still in bed, floating blissfully between complete wakefulness and quiet slumber, listening to the peaceful silence in our house.

Then, out of nowhere, our stereo blasted out loud with songs of Abba. I remember the first song was Knowing Me, Knowing You. Listening to the barrage of songs while still in bed, I thought how wonderful it must have been to live in an era uncluttered by cellphones, where The Mall is not yet the place to see and be seen (in my town, at least).

I like to think that people growing up in those times went to parks, swam in the beaches, or hiked up mountain trails on weekends. Sometimes they might have a party at a friend’s house, and since videoke was not yet around at that time, people actually talked to each other during parties, or played games (decent or otherwise).

I suddenly felt nostalgic for those times (even though I was born in the late 70’s). Or could it be that the hypnotic tunes of Abba have made me wistful somehow? As their music weaves into the air, I closed my eyes again and allowed the music to lull me into yet another sleep.

Since then, I couldn’t get their songs off my mind. I have a playlist from where I work, and Abba is its latest inclusion. I listen to it all day now, and at night, their songs find their way into my dreams somehow.

And for the record, I have not yet gotten around to returning to other songs again.