Wednesday, November 11, 2020

slow fade into a dream

Here is a very simple, small playlist full of wistfulness and yearning. 

I love these kinds of fuzzy, hazy songs, out of focus - like an impressionist painting, reminiscent of a bittersweet dream. There's a looming sadness threaded throughout, a fear of being alone, and hints of resigned self-destruction. In between all that, there is a warm glimmer of hope, soft whispers, stargazing, and slow dancing, promises of forever fading into the night - but that's just part of the dream too.

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