the ice storm cometh (oh how literary)

Jan 17, 2006 11:30

i almost fell down twice today. the rain makes everything grey, but it's not the same as a lucksmiths lyric. there's nothing really all that warm today.

if today was warm, i would be listening to the lucksmiths. but today is one of those cold, wet days where everything seems ten times slower. you don't really fall in love on a day like today. you drink warm drinks and try to feel important because if you don't feel important, instead you feel like age is creeping in your ears and down your throat and upside down your legs.

the leaves still haven't fallen down off of my tree.

my favorite records are records that can be played on days like today.

record crazy, musing, literature, winter

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