When the weather was cool and sweet, and the trees were turning green, and I stayed out till five in the morning wearing my brightest lipstick and tightest jeans, dancing and drinking whiskey and eating corn beef sandwiches; life beginning all over again.
Note to Self:
in quotes
4. 17. 16
Sunday morning. Whole coffee beans. French Press. Pancakes from scratch. Lit candle. Swish, thump of the washing machine. Open window. Spring, finally. Old joy, or something like it.
What I'm Listening To // Majical Cloudz, Downtown
in ahhh music
My Manhattan // 04.11.16
in my new york, my manhattan, new york, NYC