You’re in the middle of something really difficult.
There’s an obvious light at the end of the tunnel, and everyone tells you to focus on the light because soon you’ll be there and everything will be great. “Yeah, you’re right,” you say, but it’s hard to believe that when things aren’t going well. “Yeah, you’re right,” you say, because you don’t want to look ungrateful for not looking on the bright side.
I don’t know if this is good advice, but maybe the light is the wrong thing to look at. It might just be giving you a headache. If you’re running as hard as you can, the light at the end of the tunnel doesn’t stop your lungs from burning or your feet from aching. Stare at it too hard and somehow the light seems to be getting further away, not closer.
Maybe you should look at your feet. Maybe pay attention to how much your lungs are burning. Tell the universe, “yes, I like this. More burning, please.”
Maybe the light only shows up when you honestly forget it’s there.
What makes this a beautiful song:
1. The heart-beat kick drum makes it personal.
2. The pulsing synth makes it breathe.
3. The never-resolving chord progression makes it infinite.
Recommended listening activity:
Being uncomfortable.