do not go gentle
vivid skies, vivid dreams, vivid pink
on the first of August you can bet this is the first song i played on my way to work:
despite summer not acting like much of a summer (think flooding, thunderstorms in the evening only to wake up to a to 35°c heatwave the next day), i’ve found special moments to hold onto anyway:
seeing Taylor appear live on stage with my own two eyes (may or may not have shed a tear)
dancing to Shake It Off on a mountainside full of strangers as the sun slowly sets
celebrating birthdays & building on friendships as the moon rises over the Austrian alps
the fabric of my white dress clinging onto my thighs as i taste pear sorbet for the first time
reading on the balcony into nightfall until just candlelight alone isn’t bright enough anymore
pressing play on Up All Night for the first time and knowing that i am going to love this song, even before James Bay, The Lumineers and Noah Kahan fully start singing
not sure if it’s the intense summer heat or an overload of stimuli but i’ve been having some vivid dreams recently. dreams are wild - here i am minding my own business and suddenly i’ll dream about someone who i have not thought about in 10 years, who suddenly becomes the main character of my REM show. is it creepy to reach out to someone and say “hey i dreamt about you last night, long time no speak how are things”?
it’s been hard lately to put into words all the thoughts swirling around my head. instead i’ve been enjoying making these collages - they usually consist of a mix of photos i’ve taken plus other bits and bobs i’ve been into.
seeing Paramore last weekend brought me back to the days i listened to music solely on my hot pink iPod Nano, i almost miss the grungy sound quality of my MP3 files back when i used to rip everything off LimeWire and YouTube
i saw someone rocking a pair of checkered Vans slip ons over the weekend!!! i may have to repurchase a pair for old time’s sake
Mount Etna has been erupting off and on since my trip to Sicily in June, i have FOMO
unintentionally listened to Bon Iver, Bon Iver before sunset… not into it
i finally finished reading Donna Tartt’s The Secret History after nearly 5 weeks of struggling, feels like I’ve finally been released from prison after doing time, can’t wait to read something I’m actually excited about
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