Unless you’re one of the lucky few (read: weirdos) who enjoys your job, just getting to work is lowkey an emotionally taxing experience. It feels like our early/mid twenties are this weird, uncertain transitional phase—an existential commute, if you will. It’s shitty and depressing but it’s also a good time to think about where you’re at and where the hell you’re going. I hope this mix gives you a small boost to figure it out. I don’t know… I’m trying to do the same, but right now I gotta go to work.