Ever been caught in a current? one minute, you're surfing the silver wave, next, you're tangled in seaweed and existential thoughts. Do the tides speak to you too?
Like, you sit there listening, hoping for some wisdom. You know, the kind that makes you feel like everything's gonna be okay, even if you're just repeating the same 3 chords over and over again.
Speaking of which, murmur or whisper? Relics of moments lost in echo.
It's all about the rhythm though. life, waves, and the random glitch of a sleepy browser at 4 AM. Remember to breathe with the waves. In, out. Easy.