Life wasn't about finding love
Life wasn't about finding jesus
Life wasn't about making fun
Life wasn't about losing best friends
Life wasn't about the blog that looked bad on your'e rep
Life wasn't about clearing your mind under the waves in cali
Life wasn't about making money
Life wasn't about family
Life wasn't about making the best hot cocoa
Life wasn't about lighting incense in your bedroom
Life wasn't about longboarding barefoot in october
Life wasn't about the fifth 10 mile hike this week
Life wasn't about another sunset
Life wasn't about the dinner you packed up the mountain
Life wasn't about clocking on
Life wasn't about clocking off
Maybe it was...
but the only thing that had life in it anymore was the perfect song for my mood that took me Six thousand Six hundred and Fifty Four days to find.
------Blue Boy - Mac Demarco------
The perfect soundtrack when your floating out of your body after a long day at work and no news from the outside world. The ripe cherry for when you ignored your family from the front door to your room because you just want to fit the stereotype for your age. The simple riff that makes you want to dance in the shower for hours and jump off a cliff at the same bloody time. The kind of mind numbing song that makes you forget everything when you feel the music and remember everything when you feel the lyrics. The hymnal for when your life is as screwed up as your sketchbook....and finally the song for when you love being lonely all the time.
mine took me six thousand three hundred and fifty six days to find. i love this a lot.
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