The National is best played with this kinda view.

Packing shit up and found my binder from college. Hahah.

Randomly meet a guy at a bar that works for WB and nail down advance tickets to my most anticipated movie of ever.

At a book reading for this book, the early years of independent music.

Working outside > working inside.

My neighbors are mocking me.

I’m gonna do it anyway.

What a view.

Mom’s backyard, used to have so many forts back here as a kid.

The Shins in my headphones. Happy 4th everyone.

Let’s do this.