You ever find yourself right on the edge where things don't really make sense, yet everything feels urgently clear? There's a gravity of emotion, like standing just on that precipice, arms spread wide, feeling everything and nothing.
Friends and pop up thoughts are random, yet strangely significant. Like that time Chris was stumbling onto some bizarre existential epiphany over burnt toast. Sometimes, all it takes is a poorly brewed cup of coffee to realize: "Oh wow, life is entirely... whatever."
On occasions, comforts wrap around like an underrated band's debut album—layers and details shoving emotional asteroids your way. Did you sense it? It might just happen at the corner cafe, but timing and that ironically bad cup finally aligned.