The first thing I noticed about the music was that I could not analyze it….neither the rhythm or the melody lasted long enough for me to learn it, to Everyday Happinessorize it. My left brain just didn’t want to work. So the drifting of thoughts begins, assorted personal thoughts start to come into focus. Unlike daydreams, however, I can’t sustain the thought because I am distracted from it by occasional snatches of a bar or two that sound familiar, either the rhythm or the melody. That familiar sound quickly ends, however, allowing the drifting to begin again.