It’s weird that a song you haven’t heard in forever can bring up so many old emotions. You’re brought right back to where you were when you originally connected with it. All those feelings. Too many feelings. It makes you miss something that you can’t even define. It’s silly really.
Nothing Better Than A Journey To You | Justin Vernon
“My words bleed from this guitar like you hear someone speak Like an oak to the wind in the trees I know you’re for sure with me but I still feel like saying Thank you and please
And every time you sneeze as a wise man once said I believe in love When the breast of the hills meets the color of the sea Like your soft cheeks meet the blue eyes looking at me
It’s amazing trying to put into words the message coming truly in song Like one I am simple, our brains too big to use Nothing better than a journey to you
I won’t be quoting some book to conclude in some proof You’re only 99 percent so amazing to me But to see the smallest tree and the amount that it grew At the end of a journey, there’s you At the end of the journey, there’s you”
Excuse me, I’m going to be the biggest girl on the planet and listen to nothing but this song all day and daydream about a boy writing this for me. I’d be totally ok with this being my wedding song. Yeah, it’s just that good.
(And yes, I did take the time to upload it to Soundcloud first. All the efforts for one, perfect song.)
My dog decided to take a little bit of time out of his busy schedule of being sweet and cuddly today to pee all over my bed and I just discovered it right now but don't worry because I'm just a little bit sick and I found a clean sheet to use tonight while I wash all 5 of my blankets.
So if you need me, I’ll be crying myself to sleep [fingers crossed!], because this is my life.
I’ve been falling apart a bit the past few days. Not sleeping. Being miserable. All because I’m going to be unemployed in 2 weeks. I knew this day was coming and I tried to avoid it, but it didn’t quite work out in my favor. I can’t beat myself up about it though. It’s going to happen whether I worry myself to no sleep tonight or not. And as I’ve said many times before, I don’t like my job, so really what is there to be upset about? I’ll get through this and I’ll find something better. Something that doesn’t make me feel useless. Something that maybe even makes me happy.
You’re going to stand there, owning a fireworks stand and tell me that you don’t have any whistling bungholes, no spleen splitters, no whisker biscuits, honkey lighters, hoosker doos, hoosker don’ts, cherry bombs, nipsy daisers - with or without the scooter stick - or one single whistlin’ kitty chaser?
Would you ever sell your cowls on an etsy shop or something, I'd love to buy one
Actually, I’ve thought about it a bit recently because my job is over in about 5 weeks and I’ve yet to find anything else. It would definitely be awesome if I could make a little bit of money from knitting, I just haven’t put together any real plans for it as of right now. I am looking into it though.
BUT, in the mean time if you (or anyone!) did want something I would gladly make it! Just throw me a message, or an email [Alliealltogether@gmail.com] and we can work something out! :]