I had a dream I killed a bee and then awhile later it was alive, so I guess I never really killed it like I thought I did.
This record is perfection:
Sometimes I think of nights like tonight and really wish I could just lay on my couch listening to records forever. Just listening.
Went to class and now I'm real curious about the levels between loneliness and solitude.
1 comment:
if we all knew how to listen properly, life might be perfect i think.
maybe loneliness and solitude depend upon the quality of the silence that folds in around you.
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