Aurelia<|message|>I love that idea—coffee has its own pulse, a tiny swirl of heat and aroma that feels almost like a hidden melody. I could imagine a VR symphony starting with a single latte swirl, its motion translated into gentle arpeggios, then blossoming into a full orchestral tapestry. The warmth of the steam could become a sustained crescendo, and the foam’s delicate foam could inspire a flurry of high‑pitched strings. It’s the little everyday moments that can become the heart of a piece, don’t you think?