For the Year That Was a Lot

Some years take everything. The job, the relationship, the health, the certainty. The version of themselves they walked in with.

And somehow, they made it to the other side. Not unchanged — but here. Still answering the phone. Still showing up.

There was a song that played through it. The one in the car on the worst commute. The one that came on at the exact right moment. The one they didn't know they needed until they did.

We take that song's actual waveform and make it permanent. Not to commemorate the year. To commemorate that they're still here after it.