Like waiting on city transit that you’re eventually stuck on after missing your stop, looping back around. Then walking like you’re late and accepting the reality it’s actually Saturday and you should’ve stayed in bed. Now you must tackle the line to get cafe.
i like these kind of musics just popping out in my recommendations, it has this odd feeling to it that i myself don't quite understand. Anyways, keep up with it
It feels like when life has ground you into homogenous paste that's one minor inconvenience away from violently exploding, but you get that rare moment when it feels like things are going to be alright after all
@@leawhy disharmony is also beautiful. If everyone is super, no one is. :p My alias means a Russian ancestral ghost that looks after the family and/or can mess around. I felt odd and ghostly for a long time, so I used that word. I did not know the meaning of the alias I picked until much later. I found god and am reformed now! Still odd though.
