A student asked me last week if I thought life itself was a song. I said I could get my head around that. They said it’s like a song that never ends, like everybody lives and dies and that’s part of what the song is. I asked if they ever try to tell that to other people. They said yes but their friends don’t understand it and get mad at them or change the subject, “having a heartbeat inside you is like having a drum machine that you were born with”.