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[fisttothesky]

I find myself listening to so much sad bastard music lately. I'll go for days listening to the same Neil Young, Elliott Smith or Leonard Cohen record and nothing else. It makes me feel strangely comfortable and warm. In combination with the mid-spring weather, in contrast to the April showers, I'm okay with these sorry saps whisking me into May flowers.

I can't wait for summer.