justfornow: ([Stock] {Boys} In love)

Halfway through writing this, I realized that I was writing it just as I would put together a news story. It's becoming dreadfully apparent that I spend far too much time in the newsroom. So let's try this again.

I got to see City and Colour last night! Words cannot express how amazing it was. I have been in love with this band since I was sixteen and I was really afraid that they'd be a disappointment, but they weren't. At all. In fact, they were the best band I've seen live. Ever. 

Flailing below the cut )

More or less, all of this comes down to the fact that I love them even more now than I already did. Which, honestly, I didn't think was possible. 

Well, that's enough flailing for now. I'll just go back into hiding....

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The local newspaper here published a 9/11 memoir I wrote in both the newspaper and online. I feel really, really happy. It's the first thing I've ever had published in a professional newspaper. If anyone is interested, here's the link.
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justfornow: ([Stock] {Ocean} Beautifully wild)


Ships on the Ocean Floor: A mix about growing up and missing the sea (or a coastal road trip mix)



Notes: I live in a sadly landlocked state. Even before I saw the ocean for the first time, I had this immense longing for it. When I first saw that wide open blue, I knew I was in love. Every year about this time (spring to summer), I get really homesick for the sea. I go into these really melancholy moods where all I can think about is how I want to see the sea. This mix is more or less a love note from me to the sea.

The songs on this mix aren’t all necessarily about the ocean. The ones that aren’t are just songs that make me think of the sea because of the feel: the lyrics, the music, the beats, etc. It’s a lot of acoustic/indie/melancholy music.

This is the first time I’ve used Mediafire. Let me know if anything doesn’t work. There are two mp4 files. The rest are all mp3s. 22 tracks. Comments are love. <3

A note to my friends: This isn’t necessarily me coming back completely, but it is perhaps the start of me coming back.

From my own true love lost at sea )
justfornow: ([Stock] Beautiful ocean)
 

I want to live a simple life. 

I want to live near the ocean and work at a small, local paper. I have no desire to be a huge, well-known reporter, no desire to win the Pulitzer Prize, no desire to work for the New York Times and write on court cases and government every day. 

I want to live in a small community where life is slow and everyone knows everyone else. I want to write feature stories on the locals and have them like me as a human being. 

Eventually, I want to have children and actually have time for them. I want to drive them to school in the morning or make them sack lunches and urge them out the door so they won't be late for class.

I want to be out on the beach when the thunder starts rolling in, when the clouds go dark and the world turns into this crazy beautiful place.

I want to be friends with musicians and hipsters and hippies and go to the local farmer's market ever week in the summer and then sing around a campfire at night.

I want to wander into the local bookstore every day and just take it all in, breathe in every scent and every emotion. And then I'd wander down to the coffee shop and sip my mocha in the ocean air.

I want to be able to go down to the ocean every day and dip my feet in the sand and the water even when it's freezing cold. I want to be able to smoke as much as I want and not have to think about what my mother might think of me.

That would be the life for me. 

justfornow: ([Stock] Young hearts run free.)

 
I am always sad, I think. Perhaps this signifies that I am not sad at all, because sadness is something lower than your normal disposition, and I am always the same thing. Perhaps I am the only person in the world, then, who never becomes sad. Perhaps I am lucky.
-Jonathan Safran Foer -Everything is Illuminated

I kind of desperately need to reread this book.

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