I have been spent the last three hours trying to write a personal statement for a grad school application. I am very hungry and very frustrated, and even though I have only been awake for three hours, I want to take a nap.
Instead of that, I'm going to continue playing this loud song to remind me that someone is out in the world having fun and dancing around somewhere that actually experiences heat. And in eight hours (or, at this rate, eight years) when I finish this application, I will be the one drinking pints in the sunshine, listening to this song and pretending all its trumpets are blaring in celebration for me.