I look at the package checklist with your name crossed out. I used to joke about sending myself around the world, and although I'm smaller than you, I probably wouldn't have fit into a padded envelope, either.
It's all stupidly punk rock and I love every moment of it. As soon as Arthur Killroad came on the mixtape I stopped and played it a handful of times and almost started crying so I walked outside into the mountain sun with butterflies and birds and squinted in the afternoon light and got all those feelings of summer in my stomach and heart and it can only be amplified because this emotion isn't a weight, it's just a solid.
So I smile and sit with my legs stretched out in front of me reading zines and eating crystallized ginger and i love every minute of it, like you reminded me (like I needed reminding).
IT'S ALSO REALLY HARD TO NOT LOVE MY LIFE WHEN I GET TO HANG OUT WITH THE RESCUED BABY SLOTH BENITO CURRENTLY CARES FOR DURING LUNCH OVER AT THE GALERIA OKAY YES!!!!!
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Silence is gold!Specially when one doesn't know what is on his plate! ;-)
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