Black & Whites
While other people might just hear the melody, I also hear the lyrics when I listen to music. A song that shuffled up recently is "Ain't No Rest for the Wicked" by Cage the Elephant. Which might be apropos because my insomnia, which never quite goes away, is back with a vengeance.
I also seem to notice things when I'm running that other people don't. A skinny little dead snake. A blooming century plant. The Lunar Eclipse.
Now you have the back story behind my middle of the dark decision to bake Black & Whites. Apparently they are also called "half moons", though I've never heard them called that.