February 2012
Going for a walk and going to listen to embarrassing Pandora stations on my iPhone.
Drunk.
If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song…
This morning, with her, having coffee.
– Johnny Cash, when asked for his definition of paradise. (via beatboxgoesthump)