I laugh, dance, stare out the window, wander the streets, try to write pretty songs, wake up dreadfully early, RSS, study Buddhism, use commas, quit smoking, wake up on rooftops, drink in beer gardens, love Katrina, love friends who still love me even though I haven't called them in months, love my brothers, come home to a made bed, imagine the truth, want wireless everything, abuse Garageband, take cold showers without wanting to, drink orange juice with or without vodka, grind my teeth and just generally exist.
