I first heard this song two summers ago. I listened to it over and over in my headphones on a couch in a basement by Ridge Ave, and now it reminds me of that time. Summer, driving, and mango popsicles at Hollywood Beach.
my brain has been everywhere at once lately. i have been writing scraps of things, pulled in so many different directions, i can no longer form complete thoughts. here is a list of what i have been interested in lately.
family history (the catey book)
writing poetry to sort emotions
vivid childhood memories written down
waking up and writing down dreams (most reoccurring)
north korean government/culture/history
issue of brothels/prostitution, both legal and illegal, in america and outside of america