I'm spent
The last few days have been a weird mix of the best and worst life has been offering me lately. The best: camping with good friends, smashing pennies on the railroad tracks, getting blind stinking drunk in the great outdoors. The worst: the next morning, and other miscellaneous things not associated with camping that we won't talk about right now.
Music:
In addition to the music being the perfect kind of beautiful/sad accompaniment for my mood, the lyrics are beach related!
we found a precious place in the sand, right out in the wind
we lied under a blanket and heard the furious sound
of roaring waves
the pounding surf
two bodies on the earth
I want Alela Diane to make me chicken soup right now.
haha you should write for pitchfork too! also you guys should have invited joe melnyk. you should really hang out with him more in general.
Damn that was a good weekend. Can't wait for Yosemite next year. Do I hear a round 2 with the "Itch"? I think so.
Oh God, I think that even the smell or the mention of the Itch will send me into convulsions for the rest of my life.
So basically yeah, I'm down.