Gentle waves of ideas, passing over one another. Focus drifts from one to the next. Music is the one art which is completely dependent on the passage of time. I can never decide if this is a hindrance or the key to its potency ...
Midnight isn't coming just for Cinderella. The same time counts down (or up) for everybody. Regardless. So the moments when we can let go of the count and just enjoy a moment are, well... beautiful.