Imagine a house, three bedroom, two bath. Two floors tall, no basement. A hundred foot long driveway off of a quiet subdivision. You’re standing in a comfortably wide hallway at the top of a set of stairs. The house is moderately expensive, solid walls and all that. Completely new construction. All custom floorplan. Fresh paint, fresh countertops. All maple floors and off-white walls, the color white you get when you add juuuuust a touch of ochre. The house is completely empty except for your person. Sunlight casts across the hall and throws shadows that you don’t know yet. A window is open somewhere down the hallway and a steady summer draft moves silently past your face. The air tastes like turned soil and cut wood and paint. There are speakers in every room, all pointing down toward the floors, all wired to the same input, tuned specifically for the house. Close your eyes, be there.
What song would you play?