from escalators, into the streets, to every friend and not-so-confidant near enough to hear.
Here are a few things I am screaming about lately:
Why does anyone commute any other way? Mere weeks ago, I would subject myself to the full-of-breath morning metro, packed in among the multitudes and sweating before 9 AM. Those days are over. Now you can catch me in the bike lane, singing Joaquin Sabina.
Things swimming does: everything. Just check out this green ass.
Bobby Baker’s Exhibition at La Casa Encendida.
The stars, the moon, the deadly hormonal cocktail running through my veins, and Bobby Baker’s daring sincerity and humor had me IN MY FEELS at this exhibition.
Searching For Sugar Man, the documentary.
All I have to say about this documentary is that it is such a good story that I spent the better part of it saying this is fake. It is not. Go watch this if you like music and want to feel there is some beauty left in the world.
x and o,