If there’s a time in my life where I feel like everything is caving in around me and that there is nothing to do but give in, it’s every single morning I have ever woken up. I will lay on my side, completely awake, staring at some imperfection in the wall for what seems like hours as I slowly acquire the will to leave my bed. It’s as if I’m waiting for myself to catch up to myself. Eventually, when my two selfs do indeed meet, I’ll throw off my sheets, and there’s this moment of clarity and possibility that occurs—that this day has never been done before and that no matter what, it will be different than the day before. To sound completely dramatic, it’s that building sense of hope that is my savior.
My depressing real-life stretch-of-a-metaphor aside, I just love songs that methodically reveal themselves layer by layer until you reach this climax of feeling like everything is going to be alright.
So yeah. Call me Dr. Cox because I just made a self-help mixtape.