I felt instantly nostalgic and homesick when I saw this photo. It resembled a place I used to spend a lot of my time at in Boulder writing. The first thing I was drawn to was that the flow of the water seemed to drift outward toward sea, rather than inward toward shore. This added to the sense of nostalgia I felt. It was as though the part of the water that had drifted away was trying to find its way back home; trying to get comfortable again. And for me as a songwriter, that personally translated to my leaving my hometown and always having a lingering urge to go back; struggling to find my place and reclaim the authenticity that I feel I've lost over the past couple of years. I looked at the image briefly and just remembered the feeling of its initial impact on me. The moment I started the song, I didn't look at the photo anymore. I just let the song go where it wanted to go, and where my inner sense of personal longing and melancholy wanted to take it. The song brings me to so many different corners of myself. Something about it seems to resonate very deeply within me, and builds upon itself to take me on a journey through sadness and hopelessness, to clarity and expansion.