Out at the show. There is a lot to be said for drinking soda and lime.

The band rocks. Powerful voice and words roll over thunderous bass, drums and guitar.

Songs and asides hold greater clarity in short-term memory, although the dancing is much more awkward.

Imagining being like this all the time – full of unfiltered awareness – is suddenly, simultaneously, liberating and terrifying. I can’t bear feeling this self-conscious. Clutching at something to steady the nerves. Realisation and relaxation come because She is here, and there is music.

The music seems clearly to be the way out of thought that was there before the false dependability of drink.