Winter meandered on, and the days stumbled over themselves into indistinguishable heaps. When you've got no obligations at all, and you wake up to essentially the same night time outside that you went to sleep to, time just ceases to exist. There's something all at once terrifying & mollifying about that. I think this track captured that feel. That coma coziness, but with that underlying limerence for something just to sculpt your time into anything measurable. In retrospect, I was definitely purposely secluding myself. I still can only guess why.