heat lightning

"listening to beauty music in a light spring rain. my mind is drenched but the rain does not fall on my cigarette, it does not fall in my root beer."

i tweeted that earlier today. 

now there is heat lightning lighting up my mother's living room. her home is so sweet and love is all around. you can feel it. love is such an important thing. honesty, thoughtfulness. i want to surround myself with it, beyond the walls of my mothers home. i want to be these sporadic flashes of light through music, through art, through creating. 

north carolina

alabama 

texas

music 

positivity

my room, my creative space

learning more
farmers market

fresh springs during the day

bat bridge at night

i bet ill listen to edith piaf on the bat bridge a lot. perhaps that could be my new thing. goodnight.