rise to the sun | alabama shakes (steph and i listened to this at least four times in a row on our way to dc for mariam’s birthday. it’s an amazing song.)
breakfast: applesauce, bitch.
lunch: will be at the fair, probably sandwich times.
ensemble: cowboy boots, black fountain dress, cream shrug, nerd frames, gold egg necklace.
dream: i was in steph’s old house, warwick house, though it was bigger and there was a trampoline and a sun room. my room had no ceiling. i worried about the pine needles. justin was in a room by himself, i asked if he wanted to drink hard cider with me. my 7th grade gym teacher was in charge of all the people that were going to do the ghostbusters musical. bahahah, ghostbusters musical. i was changing clothes outside amongst the pine trees.