I love when an old piece gets stuck in your head and won't come out. I find myself stumbling upon old motifs by accident, or interpolating an tune I wrote into a new context without meaning to. The best is having the motivation to go back and touch on a deserving idea, left in the drawer. That's the nature of music, I think, just waiting for the next execution, a breath of life, something natural. That sums up my feelings about this piece, actually.