Clarity

Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see.
It’s getting hard to be someone but it all works out.
It doesn’t matter much to me.

Summer has *officially* been over for a day.

Nostalgia already?

20 or so records (including Pisces, Aquarius, Capricorn & Jones Lyd. by The Monkees), an old Kodak, some ancient books and an independent film from the 60’s. That’s what I call a successful day at the flea market.

Laugh if you will, but I’ve been listening to Judy Collins’ Wildflowers all night. As in, the only time it wasn’t playing was when I was flipping the record over. I don’t remember ever loving an album so much. Scratch that- Im pretty in love with Donovan’s Mellow Yellow too.

Lace around the collars of the blouses of the ladies, Flowers from a Spanish friend of the family, The embroid’ry of your life holds you in, And keeps you out but you survive, Imprisoned in your bones, Behind the isinglass windows of your eyes, Come away alone, with me.