“I sucked at organic chemistry.” She swirls a tumbler of flattened champagne with an easy poise, and for just an instance, the weariness in her face lifts as nostalgia settles in. Perhaps this is the secret to eternity; the Fountain of Youth is here, in our parents’ memories. Continue reading
Have you ever just… listened to a song and went, “Holy shit.”
The answer is definitely “Yes,” because that’s a universal feeling about music, but yeah… when the beat kicks into the chorus (“YEAH”), I want to scream and flip my hair dramatically and dance like a woman possessed. It’s a nice feeling, but not one I can indulge on the hour and a half public transit rides between home and work.
It’s been a while since I’ve just posted a song. So, here’s a song. Continue reading