scan the papers and drink coffee

so, summer didn't seem to hit at all that year. we were so used to the humidity sucking away at all the force in our lungs, but this was a different kind of heat all together. that was the summer it all changed. at first it started as an ongoing joke, but as time went by the hope filled laughter began to register with each of us as a need. so, on that warm june day we packed up and made our swift escape on that artery that heads west through cheyenne and then passes through the rockies. we passed the great salt lake, and she kept taking pictures, i just smiled and drove. eventually we crossed the desert and as we got close to reno the conversation began to take an edge to it, we were almost there. well, with little fanfare in the quiet desert night we crossed the state line and made our way down past sacramento and into the heart of northern california. we rented a small one bedroom house down on 28th st. and began a life. a new life that wasn't encumbered or watered down by the midwestern plains. things were good in those days, we would scan the papers and drink coffee in the morning, and lay on the carpet listening to midwestern folk bands on vinyl when it was time for tea in the evening. we had the openness that had been promised as coming with the coastline, weekends were spent making short jaunts to the mountains, to the beach, to yosemite, or to the gilded city in san fransisco, her snapping away pictures the entire time, me awkwardly posing with a fisherman or backpack. in time it became home, a place where the memories far outweighed anything amassed previously in our camera like minds. it was at first a savior, and then eventually it just became life. life as promised, life as it should have been all along. a place where life can be encountered in all facets. a place where we could be everything. a place where we could be free.


listening to -
brand new - untitled 3 THE DEMO'S!
phantom planet - too much, too often RAISE THE DEAD
ray lamontange - empty LIVE FROM BONAROO 2005
ray lamontange - isabel TILL THE SUN TURNS BLACK
bob dylan - down the highway THE FREEWHEELIN' BOB DYLAN
interpol - take you on a cruise ANTICS
death cab for cutie - bixby county bridge NARROW STAIRS
franz ferdinand - jacquelin - FRANZ FERDINAND