Marcus Brunnmeier

I love when:

I'm going somewhere and I see that guy coming the other way playing wild
airdrums as if he's listening to his music alone and not in a big crowd

I wonder why that other person is smiling and if they also saw the airdrums
guy

You come out of a building and forget it was cloudy when you went in,
because now everything is drenched in the soft light of the post-rain sun

The smell of the earth that accompanies this

I realise I'm in a place with a spiritual history

I'm surrounded by millions of cubic metres of water all going to the same
place, and I'm going too

I'm Moving under the power of the wind

I realise I'm surrounded by people I love - lots of them

I can feel potential in the air - like it's electricity

Someone changes my perspective

I change someone else's perspective

I am a universe that is a speck in a universe

I'm coming back from somewhere and I see that same guy coming the other way,
and this time he's playing air bass - and I catch him, and he doesn't care

I realise where I am is wilderness