just follow the seasons and find time

After a week filled to the brim with 12 hour work days, my Friday night is looking like:

An empty house for the weekend, me and the cat, undies and a cardigan, the dancing around in said undies that one is required to do when one’s housemates are away, topknot, scrubbed face, Robin Pecknold’s Solo Show in my ears, Blue Moon(s), final touches on a new song (maybe), left overs from the amazing dinner Matt made for our newly formed Supper Club last night, and bathing in bubbles until my fingers get pruney.


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