Was there ever a better pair than sad music and sunny skies? Melancholy in the way of life, The bittersweet ache of: y e a r n i n g and l i v i n g and b r e a k i n g and l o n g i n g
i listened to phoebe bridgers and julian baker today, and the sun made their sweet sadness ache like i was happy. But i wasn't. And i'm not.