My goodness, this song is lovely. I’m...
A Love Letter to Myself.
Dear Margaret, I love you. Stop freaking out about stuff. You’re great, your life is great, your friends are great. You’re a delight in person & on the Internet, you’re super fun and I’m glad to be you. Remember to be more present in your current interactions. Correct this tendency, it is your only fault. Sit outside and take some deep breaths. What you’re...
Re: Los Angeles
I am leaving Los Angeles in two weeks and I’m going to poop my pants and I love it here and I love my friends and I’m terrified and it’s one in the morning and I’m listening to Joanna Newsom in the dark by myself which is not conducive to feeling like I’m on top of my shit. Big changes. I am hugging the following things to myself: the view from the 134 west over...