It’s not what it sounds like…
“Last night I was feeling a bit worried, a bit perplexed, a bit down, trying to understand my brother’s death from different nihilistic angles and perspectives. But I was also making myself needlessly anxious as I did. So I sat back with a sigh and, only half-believing in it, asked my brother to send me a song….”
Muser's log: Stardate Indefinite 