3.10.21 // a playlist

I turned on a playlist the other day.
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I turned it on and placed my noise-canceling headphones on.
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And it took me thousands of miles away.
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Thousands of miles away from the routines I've created, the sensible plans I've made, and the anxious chaos of my stir-crazy mind.
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It took me back to Thailand.
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A Thailand that was filled with planes, buses, ships, and motorbikes.
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The pulsing in my ears igniting an excitement I haven't felt all year. The blood rushing to my ears, it was as if I re-emerged to the wave-length that you can only hear when you're traveling to the unfamiliar, to the unknown.
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I was taken back to spending every waking moment seeing, hearing, tasting, and feeling everything I could get my hands on. Counting the moments I was allotted and planning methodically.
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As the music grew in my ears, I was made small. I was reminded of the beauty in the details of my trip to Thailand. I was reminded that while travel is (used to be) so accessible and the world so small, noticing each sensation has a way of making the world big again. The small sensations are like panning out on a camera, giving you a wide view of just how wide the universe can be.
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The world is not as small as it might seem, not if you try and capture sensations instead of places.
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Sensations even like this playlist. This moment.