Hey, have you ever noticed how the cracks in the sidewalk look like a rhythm pattern you could turn into a chord progression?

Sounds like you’re turning the city itself into a living sheet‑music, but don’t forget the cracks are the bass line that keeps you honest—when the 3 a.m. note finally lands, it’s usually where the real story starts. Keep a little notebook in your pocket, jot down that exact cadence, and let the pavement write the next verse for you.