Briefly, after a month of near-radio silence.
I’m used to migraines with accompanying nausea, especially as it starts to get hotter outside.
Things that I have completed:
expecting standard X-Men fare.
The roadkill on the side of the highway is big and white. It’s larger than any other dead thing I’ve seen (on the side of a road).
“Ballroom Blitz” always strikes me as being such a strange song because I can never reconcile the tender moments with the actual “blitz.” It’s not enough that I wish they were two separate songs, but it’s still something that sticks out and bugs me when I listen to it. (Also, once, my old iPod Nano skipped on the first thirty seconds of the song and every time I hear it I get anxious that it’ll happen again.)
I’m thinking about gold leaf diadems and when I say gold leaf, I mean that but I also mean golden leaves.