Life didn't pull any punches in the first six months of 2024. After much verbal abuse at my dead-end office job, I quit and fled to Mexico, where I dated a guy who turned out to be cheating on his girlfriend with me. Back home, I was unable to find another job despite my loaded resume.
I listened to Morat a lot in those days, letting the Spanish lyrics transport me back to carefree moments in Latin America. Simplemente Pasan got me through the worst of it, kept me from being to harsh on myself when I couldn't make good things happen for myself. Because when good things are supposed to happen, they'll simply happen.