"wakes up the next day, yells at me..."

Anxious.
So anxious.

So much of my heart has been poured onto those sheets of notebook.

I'm in the air writing this .... Dallas to austin.
Short 30 minute flight.
AG and MF on either side and I've never been so releived to be leaving the state.
I just wish I didn't have this following me.
But I'll be okay. Never better.

We all just reclined our seats at the same time.
Rocking our heads at our own headphones pace.

I sent the letter overnight.

Band of Horses just on repeat.






Hand cramps and heartaches.
Chewing gum and in flight lavatories.
sxsw here we come.

But saint patties day comes first.

I've got andys headphones on ... Le tigre -Deceptacon.
He keeps starting it over because it fucking rocks your face off hard at the beginning.


"We listened to the same song the whole time."
"That was not 30 minutes."

FUCK YES BRING IT ON AUSTIN.