Wailing along to Thao at the top of my lungs because that is my favorite activity

Crystallize—Lindsey Sterling

Dubstep violin: my new favorite thing.

When is it too late to learn a new instrument?

I Spy—Mikhael Paskalev

Here is a video of a man dancing around joyously in his tighty whities, and it makes me so very happy.

drinkyourjuice:

Iron and Wine — My Lady’s House

There are a handful of ways I can see my life playing out, and one of them involves about ten acres of land and a porch somewhere in the Midatlantic US or Alaska. It doesn’t really matter who’s there with me, the fantasy isn’t about family so much as it’s about pacing. This Future ‘Stine has taken the time to read all of the books she wants to read. She isn’t on the internet very much. You can’t reach her on her phone a lot of the time.

The land wouldn’t be for farming or anything. Just space. Trees and fields and ponds between me and the road. Space between me and the miles to anyone else. And the driveway’s long and unpaved. I’ll have a couple of animals just for the sake of having them. A cat, maybe a really gentle donkey. Drive a Wagoneer into town once a month.

There’s something deeply appealing in the possibility of giving zero fucks about the things that feel important to a young person. In the notion of the flux quotient being so wide that my happiness would be anchored in a set of things entirely separated from what’s meaningful right now. 

Who the fuck knows what I’m capable of at the end of the day? Whether any of it will manifest as deeply as it feels like it could. There’s a quiet magic in believing that you might do it, though. Keeping the card in your deck.

The Head and the Heart—Rivers and Roads

a year from now we’ll all be gone
all our friends will move away
and they’re going to better places
but our friends will be gone away

nothing is as it has been
and i miss your face like hell
and i guess it’s just as well
but i miss your face like hell

been talking bout the way things change
and my family lives in a different state
and if you don’t know what to make of this
then we will not relate
so if you don’t know what to make of this
then we will not relate

rivers and roads
rivers and roads
rivers ‘til i reach you