day 54. that's what's up. by edward sharpe & the magnetic zeros.
this song. i mean, really.
i have a late '60's soul. i think i would have been in my prime then. in my mind i am a rebel child who set out on the road to find herself. traipsing around the country with a backpack and no final destination in mind. & i guess if i would have been that way then, i could be like that now. but really. things are clearly more dangerous these days so that's my excuse.
have you ever thought about when you would ideally live? i think about it often and it normally comes down to one common thread. braids. i could not possibly live in a time when braids were uncool. random hippy braids were most certainly cool in 1968 and if you ask me they still are today.
& i know that this song is from good old modern times, but doesn't it just make you feel like you are laying out in a field with the sun shining down on the daisies in your long, unruly (braided) hair? no? well that's how it makes me feel.
just five weeks until edward sharpe hits up the burgh. breathe it in. this is going to be the most amazing summer.
this song. i mean, really.
i have a late '60's soul. i think i would have been in my prime then. in my mind i am a rebel child who set out on the road to find herself. traipsing around the country with a backpack and no final destination in mind. & i guess if i would have been that way then, i could be like that now. but really. things are clearly more dangerous these days so that's my excuse.
have you ever thought about when you would ideally live? i think about it often and it normally comes down to one common thread. braids. i could not possibly live in a time when braids were uncool. random hippy braids were most certainly cool in 1968 and if you ask me they still are today.
& i know that this song is from good old modern times, but doesn't it just make you feel like you are laying out in a field with the sun shining down on the daisies in your long, unruly (braided) hair? no? well that's how it makes me feel.
just five weeks until edward sharpe hits up the burgh. breathe it in. this is going to be the most amazing summer.
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