going through the motions of your day actively and with intention and thinking about them but still being unable to turn off the corner of your brain that's dedicated to holding onto a specific moment tied to your grief and going over it and over it, even as that grief becomes distant and achy and garbled rather than clear and sharp and severe like part of you wishes it would stay forever, that's a VIBE and Under A Star Called Sun GETS THAT VIBE and it gets it with sick art and sick music and a tight ass six minute runtime. artists are wild, so good at stuff