On my way home from Boston the most gorgeous couple sat next to me. Their names were Rosemary and Dave, but Dave called her Rosie. They had lived in Boston for over 30 years and have been together for nearly 60. They met in Maine, which is where both of them went to college. Dave had fought in WW II and Rosie raised 3 kids. They told me when they flew to Europe in the 70’s, everyone would clap when they landed safely. I listened to them for probably half the flight talk about their adventures with each other around the world . There was never an argument or one single criticism. They just… cared for each other. The other half of my flight, I watched them sleep on each other’s shoulders.
As corny as it is, people like that give me hope.
I wish the absolute best for them.
And if you feel just like a tourist in the city you were born
Then it’s time to go
And define your destination
There’s so many different places to call home
Because when you find yourself the villain in the story you have written
It’s plain to see
That sometimes the best intentions are in need of redemptions
Would you agree?
If so, please show me
-Death Cab For Cutie, You Are A Tourist
Seriously, so stunned. You might as well unfollow me now because my infatuation will only get bigger.
With or without you, I’m going places. :)
I think my eyes have been bigger than my stomach life-wise lately. Sheee freaking eeesh.
Sometimes I come home and I just want to call someone but I can’t.
As busy as I can get, I still have room for sad thoughts.
Boston soon! Thank goodness.
It freaking unnerves me when people act like you owe them something when you don’t owe them one single thing. Want to push me away? Fine, see ya later!.. or never.
What’s some good (new) music I can enjoy on my commute everyday? Need suggestions!
If any of you hackers get the new DCFC cd, feel free to send the link my way.
So excited for that album.
This Monday is already killing me.
Did I really just see a Grey’s Anatomy “music event”?
Why, why, why? Sigh.