In the rare occasion that an Explosions In The Sky song takes the lead and orchestrates moving images instead of echoing in the background of TV shows and films, we get the privilege of savouring every layer of drums over guitars swooping sublime imaginary tingles into our emotional systems. However each of our mechanisms work, this one hits the spot.
That spot where you feel like time is wasted not because you did nothing but because you noticed nothing all this time.
Take it slow today, notice everything you can. Feel that slight breeze raise a hair on your arm, wonder where that left eye twitch came from and breathe in the remnants of your lover’s perfume that still hangs on your sleeve from last night.