This song came on shuffle yesterday and I was instantly transported to my first lofted bed, the morning after my first night at college. I woke up surrounded by cinderblock walls and looked out at the room that we filled the day before with “just for one” portions of all the things a person needs. Two forks, two spoons, one mug. Seven books. One tube of toothpaste, not the dozens my parents’ home always seems to have; toothpaste in every drawer in the bathrooms, toothpaste in the cupboards. I hit play on this song and let the slow build wake me up and let the moment feel vital. I was at the cusp of everything, and this song takes its time — the drums give way to a simple, sweet melody that deepens into something huge and orchestral, but slowly — and I guess what I’m saying is so did I. So do I. That’s fine.