Yesterday the clouds were high, thin and the sunlight made everything glow. We spent the whole weekend outside, working. Snipping. Digging. Planting. I don't usually listen to music in my earphones, but the others were elsewhere and it was just me, watching my busy neighborhood, gloved fingers in the mud. I fetched the ipod and this song came on and oh. oh!
I can't possibly replicate the emotion in that moment, the visceral response to something so beyond the tangible. Like dreams. Like sex. Like dreams about sex.
I want to think it was the combination of hard, dirty work plus beautiful music, but it might have been just one, or the other.
I can't possibly replicate the emotion in that moment, the visceral response to something so beyond the tangible. Like dreams. Like sex. Like dreams about sex.
I want to think it was the combination of hard, dirty work plus beautiful music, but it might have been just one, or the other.
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