Weather

It's like a morning you overslept a little, but the sun still reached your pillow - thru the blinds, stubbornly, in stripes. The world is already moving at its own pace, but inside it's like a quiet freeze-frame: I still want to stay in this "in-between." Between a past that's unfinished and a future that just won't begin. The sound is like breathing in your headphones: lazy, a little sad, but with that same light that appears after the rain. When you don't know what you're waiting for, but you definitely feel something changing within you. And even if all of this won't save the world, it will give you a few minutes where you can just be - without rushing, without needing to fix anything, just listening as things inside become a little easier.