indied

It’s worth it, if only just to feel a part of something.

I attempted this earlier this year, but then I stopped writing with my left hand as frequently. I should pick it back up.

I’m in love with his music, and if he were still alive and touring I would make my way to one of his concerts and be the happiest person alive. But, alas! he’s not, so I can’t. Next best thing is visiting his memorial, or the house he used to live in, which, I believe, is now inhabited by the lead singer of The Shins, the amazing band. I could be mistaken, though. In fact, I almost undoubtedly am.