The last couple of nights, driving home in the pouring rain on the dark northern bound highway, feeling like I'm at the end of the earth, it’s been good. In a weird, sometimes sad way. For thinking. Really dramatic weather lately for a really dramatic life moment.
Not dramatic. Cinematic. Beautiful.
Beautiful perfect weather, especially for just trying to figure stuff out within yourself. 65 degrees and pouring rain.
And tonight I drove home after Ira Glass listening to the mix I made back in late august when I was thinking about him. Just thinking about what I might want, and what could happen. Funny to hear it now.
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