I usually listen to music while I’m working on something else, like the lawn or the dishes. But whenever the original “I Took A Pill In Ibiza” comes on, whatever I’m doing slows down… and I’m left standing there, staring off at nothing, listening to the honesty. Then the song ends and I snap to and get back to work, but what I’m doing feels a little more fulfilling than before. Looking forward to listening to At Night, Alone this evening while my wife is working late.