Sep 13, 2010 10:30
I wish I could record the sounds of my house.
Not just capturing the laughter of our friends during a dinner consisting only of food bought at the dollar store, prepared by someone so high they can't work the oven correctly.
I want moments that are insignificant. All of us just sitting in a room, Charlie playing music he decides fits the mood, just talking about black light posters and old soul singers and nothing at all. Those are the moments I want to hold on to forever-- to listen to in 20 years, and say, "these were the times we felt alive".