(how Seattle makes me feel)
Yesterday (Saturday July 19th), we were in Oldtown, ID (population 190), which is about three feet away from Newport, WA. Tiny little towns they are. There’s some kind people there though, and that’s all a place needs.
My boyfriend and I are going on a two week tour accompanied by one of our favorite people & we leave in two days!
I’m excited//scared//excited to actually be doing something with my summer. I’m also extremely happy to be able to do something so grand with my mista partner because when we come back home, he leaves for another tour that lasts four months. Thangs man. I’ll be posting our new cowardly album/ep/demo soon. Soon as in probably tomorrow.
Life is crazy. I’ve felt as though the past couple months, things have been leading up to this, but this is only leading up to something else and so on. I guess things never end until you die or something. (I’m twenty & I’m now just figuring out to take things one day at a time.)
With a death in my family, almost becoming homeless, failing my first class, recording, trying to maintain my relationships, coordinating my move across the country, and quitting cigarettes, I did not think I would accomplish anything. But here I am, here I am.
Copeland – Ordinary (6,127 plays)
Repeatedly throwing up sounds pretty good right now. Forever.
Every time things seem to smooth out something awful happens and the gods or something give me some sense of a good thing to distract me from the awfulness.
This time that good thing is in the form of my second publication. Holla.
I don’t know what’s worse, the initial feeling when you’re being told you shouldn’t come home, or having it happen multiple times.