something so comforting about waking up in the room you grew up in as a kid
it’s such a familiar yet distant view, like waking up to a past life - the posters, the books, the shelves lined with stuffed animals and random trinkets
a big fat storm blew the roof off and my poor little attic bedroom suffered severely. my room was perfectly teenagery; covered in pictures and filled with vinyls, books and instrument. it was truly a relic. missing you forever xoxo
i decided to spend my birthday last year in patagonia because i wanted to go on an adventure and see beautiful things. the initial plan was to go to antarctica but that didn’t work out so i decided to go to as close to the end of the world as i could. it’s really one of those trips that make you believe in the glorious mysteries of life. exploring the wilderness while listening to black marble’s ‘it’s immaterial’ was wonderful.
this website plays songs while showing us the most poignant comments people left in their respective youtube comment section. it's so wonderfully nostalgic.
"autumn sweater - yo la tengo: acid. fetal position. yes, this will do."
