Minor Scales

Four days is not long enough to be home.

I don't love it here, but I don't hate it here, either. I don't particularly miss Seattle, but I am not particularly dying to go back to the place. I'm in limbo. Fuck, I love Washington, but I'm finally admitting it's a nice break to be back home in SoCal. It's a tad warmer here... lots of rain happening. Serious rain, harassing the gutters, consuming the cars on the streets. It's mayhem- the ground can't drink up the water fast enough, and both Los Angeles and Orange County shut down-- the people can't cope with rain in this land of dry, sunny, air polluted skies. I reckon I brought this wrath down with me...

Minor scales.
Minor scales own my heart. I love them... Natural minor scales.
I'm only sounding fancy with my newly-learned theory knowledge... and it's also a form of studying over break. Harmonic minor scales are pretty... I'm just adoring Minor scales. Especially after seeing PlayRadioPlay! last Friday at El Corazon in Seattle. I've been listening to "I'm a Pirate, You're a Princess" and "Some Crap About the Furniture" incessantly since I came home from the show... baaaah. Golden.

You are golden.
Your days won't always be.

I am getting really tired... I need to get on a schedule... and back to listening to music! I have the new The Killers album to listen to... hope the rest of it is as good as "Human."
I am off to sleep.
Vita est bona.
God natt.

Hej hej,

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