Vivente

Life is weird. We wake up, go to work, scroll on our phones, and call it meaning. Meanwhile, the moon is just hanging out, the stars are laughing at us, and some robot somewhere is learning how to do my job better than me.

The trees are quietly laughing too, because they’ve mastered the art of just being. Once, I sat under a tree and asked it, “What’s the point?” It whispered back, “There isn’t one. But doesn’t the sun feel nice?”

So here I am, trying to take a page from their book, making music as a way to dance with the chaos. Each song is a fallen leaf, a root breaking through the pavement, or maybe just a laugh in the face of infinity. We all wander through our own unique landscape of life, pulsing to the rhythm of our heartbeat, so we might as well hum along the way.

And if you listen closely maybe you’ll hear the trees hum along.