How come life isn’t built in such a way that when I hear a really great song1, I can’t just send it your way? I mean, I guess I can but that would violate the Rules. You know which ones – the ones we never talked about. People are always going on about free will and what not but they never stop to think about how though I never agreed to these Rules, I still play by them. It’s never a choice.
And so, I get to listen to this fucking song on repeat – alone. Along with thousands of other Spotifiers? The flutter that starts in my chest, crests on my neck and ripples down my back (2:09) – interrupted by a pang of guilt breaking through my abdomen. You should be on this wave with me! Ah well. I’m sure you have your own songs to ride on repeat into oblivion.
Is this Grief?