You don't expect it, it comes to you without a warning. Maybe in the form of something without importance, like an instant message or a song, or a voice.
You were calling it in the past, the very recent past, but you didn't paid attention to it, just didn't taking it too seriously.
Then you're in one of those moments you're completely inside you. Your full body and mind asking for jazz, complex bass lines or maybe Nirvana.
Relaxed, sharing some kind of selfish intimacy.
Insecurity, survival, self-respect, ambition, ego, mistake, self-esteem. Eager to read it.
Cover photo by Elijah O'Donnell