Crushed Onigiri

One morning on my commute, I was standing in a packed train, getting pushed around like usual.
When I finally got off and opened my bag, I saw that my onigiri had been completely squashed.

I felt a little disappointed, but somehow I smiled.
It made me think, "Yeah... some mornings are just like this."
It was misshapen, but it wasn't ruined.

This song came from that small, ordinary moment.
Even when things don't go well, you can pause, reshape what's been crushed, and keep going.
That feeling is what I wanted to turn into music.