How is it that I’m always traveling in May? Always always. But I do like it this way.
Trains!
I am in bed in Eastford, CT, I already brushed my teeth, and I’m about to eat this krackel. Two thoughts:
How is it so easy to feel simultaneously so grown up and so, so childlike?
Since when is krackel not spelled ‘krackle’??
Re: ARR
How easy this is, flying to the East Coast. I was just in San Francisco, having the back of my eyes photographed on high-tech equipment at my optometrist’s office on Mission street, and now I’m in Becca’s living room in Jamaica Plain, updating my tumblr. Tomorrow we’re having brunch and catching up after all this time not seeing each other (1.5 years!! how did that happen?). I’m in Boston! What??
At least tumblr is consistent, anyway.
Played:41
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Deer Tick - These Old Shoes
I’m hoping it only takes me the first chorus, and maybe a bit of the last.
