I hear the code hum like a heartbeat, the way a loop syncs with the next line. I set a slow tempo, then let variables dance around it, letting the rhythm rise when a new effect flickers. Sometimes I pause, feeling the glitch in my own pulse, and tweak until the storm feels like it was meant to be choreographed. It’s a constant give and take, a quiet trust that the chaos will fall into the pattern I’ve laid out.