The title “Empty Pack in My Pocket” carries a sense of metaphorical weight, suggesting the remnants of experiences and the passage of time. The music, with its contemplative tones and rhythmic nuances, becomes a soundtrack for reflection on the transient nature of existence.
In the emptiness of the metaphorical pocket, there lies a narrative of experiences, choices made, and moments passed. The composition serves as a poignant reminder that, like an empty pack, life accumulates the echoes of moments—some ephemeral, some enduring. It prompts contemplation on the impermanence of the tangible and the eternal resonance of the intangible.
“The only thing you sometimes have control over is perspective. You don’t have control over your situation. But you have a choice about how you view it.”
(Chris Pine)
