feel the tide.

Don't mistake coincidence for fate.--Mr. Eko, LOST

But, Mr. Eko, how can you tell the difference? I can't tell anymore.

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Last Wednesday I went with my friend Katie (of the excellent music blog Red Said) and a couple of other girls to see Mumford & Sons play at the Warfield in San Francisco. It was an amazing show, beginning with the ridiculous(ly talented) King Charles and Mt. Desolation as the opening acts. I'd like to use this opportunity to propose to the bassist of Mt. Desolation as he is the finest man I've ever laid eyes on, but I doubt he'd ever read my blog. Mr. John-William Scott...the offer stands. Anyways, M&S were amazing, as expected, and it was such a fun show. Every song hits an emotional chord with me (honestly, I'd like to think that "Little Lion Man" was secretly written by a certain ex with me in mind, but hey, that's probably not the case) but I've got to say that "Feel The Tide" was the one song that really hit close to home. I haven't been able to stop listening to it since.




It's been raining all weekend and I love it. It's days like today that I can't believe that I'm graduating in less than seven months. On the one hand, I want the next few months to slow down but on the other hand I don't know how much longer I can deal with everything. I need to slow down. Breathe.

but you and I now, we can be alright,
just hold on to what we know is true.
you and I now, ‘though it’s cold inside,
feel the tide turning