When I look back at these pieces: this piece, "cycling remains", and "17325 (Waltz for NDC)", I realize they form a quiet story about friendship. "27224", subtitled "this is what friendship feels like", was written in the glow of closeness, when bonds felt golden and unbreakable. "cycling remains" came later, reshaping a familiar song into my own reflection of rupture, of distance creeping in where warmth once lived. And then "17325", a waltz without words, became like a silent letter to that bond: not spoken, but still felt. Together, they trace a cycle: joy, loss, and remembrance. Maybe the next step will be another cover, another borrowed voice to carry the story forward. For me, this sequence isn’t just music; it’s a way to document how relationships change, and how silence can sometimes say more than words.
When I look back at these pieces: this piece, "cycling remains", and "17325 (Waltz for NDC)", I realize they form a quiet story about friendship. "27224", subtitled "this is what friendship feels like", was written in the glow of closeness, when bonds felt golden and unbreakable. "cycling remains" came later, reshaping a familiar song into my own reflection of rupture, of distance creeping in where warmth once lived. And then "17325", a waltz without words, became like a silent letter to that bond: not spoken, but still felt. Together, they trace a cycle: joy, loss, and remembrance. Maybe the next step will be another cover, another borrowed voice to carry the story forward. For me, this sequence isn’t just music; it’s a way to document how relationships change, and how silence can sometimes say more than words.