You will have to confront each of your objects of desire at close range, under polarized light, in order to perceive them as the ignes fatui they are. Otherwise the lesson won’t take.
Listening to Mitski out of your phone because the car stereo doesn’t work is the purest aisthesis possible, but nothing can be built on that foundation and no merit will accrue.
The pink sliver that appears in the minutes after sunset, over Marin and beneath the marine layer, is real enough but too far off to be relevant.
