Young Pilgrim

“The red washing
down the bathtub
can’t change the color of the sea
at all”

ever lighter i travel through this world as my mind grows heavier.

I can’t even begin to tell you where i have all been in the last week or so. not just where i was physically, either. just where my head has been, where my thoughts have taken me to, where my inhibitions and desires have wanted me to go. I was in toronto a week ago with brett. toronto is a beautiful city, it really is. even though it is not necessarily located in the midwest, the people there have the midwestern mentality that i so long for. we stayed in a hostel like we always do and i think that is the smartest move any person can make who is in a new city. travelers are such genuine people. we drank a lot and had a lot of fun. we explored the city and walked more every day than i wanted to, but it was always worth it. i read a lot of kurt vonnegut, i finished fates worth than death and started palm sunday. they are both in the same style of writing. i came home from toronto for two days to leave right away for minneapolis. minneapolis is beautiful as always. soundset was kind of a bust because of the tornado. the next day we got day drunk and cooked out and i met a lot of great people. midwestern mentality again. later that night there was a party that got busted and they pepper sprayed the house and axel got arrested. that part didn’t go so well. i’m still trying to decide if it was an amazing weekend or a complete bust.

Is this a better way to spend the day?
Keeping the winter at bay.
What were the words I meant to say, before you left.

“Hello babies. Welcome to Earth. It’s hot in the summer and cold in the winter. It’s round and wet and crowded. On the outside, babies, you’ve got a hundred years here. There’s only one rule that I know of, babies-“God damn it, you’ve got to be kind.”

I enjoy kurt vonnegut a lot. i have yet to read this book though and am excited to come across this quote when i do read it. it is raining right now and that feels nice. the cool breeze soothes me.

“there i was, watching the rays of sun bounce clumsily down the tree leaves, swerving ever so carefully to avoid hitting a leaf and ending its journey right there on the spot, to warm my skin. how lucky was i, to be warmed by an object that never requires any attention from me, or from you for that matter.”

“there are certain things you can see when you’re lying down on grass with your eyes closed while the sun is directly over head that you cannot see otherwise”

“i bike and i bike and i get to where i’m going and i don’t stop because i want to keep moving and i forget my lights aren’t on and i run over a pole on the ground and i recover and i keep biking and i try and think of when to stop but that’s not important and i keep biking and eventually i find myself in a place i do not recognize and i don’t stop yet because there is still air in my lungs and the song changes in my headphones and i debate about whether to skip it and i don’t and i keep pedaling and eventually i am at an old friend’s house and i think of the times there and i eventually turn around and i bike back and i realize how much harder the bike back is and i realize hills are only nice if they have grass on them and i see fireflies all around me and i think that’s nice and i race home and i’m going really really fast and i don’t stop and i make it home almost too quickly and i stop.”

Canada is nice.

brb. going to canada.

lumierelunaire asked: you're the literal best. give the avetts a kiss for me.

i absolutely will do that. i will scream my heart out extra hard.