its that late sunshine filtering through your window on a friday afternoon, where you're in between sleep and awake, and you're suddenly hit with a sense of deep nostalgia and yearning. it's kinda like a somewhat drowsiness, a half-hearted love story or maybe even the quiet strumming of a guitar.

but that doesn't matter - for a moment you'll allow yourself to remember the sun, the laughter and the love.

"You know that place between sleep and awake, that place where you still remember dreaming? That's where I'll always love you. That's where I'll be waiting."
- Hook 1991

(my roadtrip playlist)

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