Something set us off into the wrong direction
But within this particular space
Time starts to slow down.
And all of these patterns never change.
So slow down, because nobody looks at life the same.
And no one was like this ‘til you came along
And reset our dials all wrong.
n. the smallest measurable unit of human connection, typically exchanged between passing strangers—a flirtatious glance, a sympathetic nod, a shared laugh about some odd coincidence—moments that are fleeting and random but still contain powerful emotional nutrients that can alleviate the symptoms of feeling alone.