i forgot how it feels to stumble across a new song, and hear every word you needed to. i can't say much, but i am growing.

must remember what I forgot

1. to let go of past resentments
2. to support and be supported
3. to laugh instead of cry
4. to make my own space
5. to rediscover self worth

but please return, return
to the person that you were, and I will do the same
because it's too hard to belong to someone who is gone

when you graduate from college in 2009, you don't find your dream job. you find a bedroom you thought you'd abandoned for good, a bittersweet routine of charging up and down the peninsula to your fantasy world, and an inclination to total your car as to never be forced to operate it again.

if music can be torturous, in my right mind, then something's wrong. i'm leaving

timing is fucked

i'm looking for a new place to live, send your clean and courteous acquaintances my way! starting over, from the bottom up

i know it's so 2000 to do this (you said, new versus old media) but i can't help it. this was such a great night, after some convincing to take cold winds to the face and climb pathetic inclines to hear and see the brightest sounds. i heard her sing "the rifle" for free, my song on repeat. deepest gratitude to timing and over-committing.

breathing metropolis, buildings made of lines shadows, greyscale ... it all makes me feel free; it's the world i want to be in