around the house: clutter

If it were up to J, there would be nothing posted on our fridge (or stored on top of the fridge). I'm the source of all the clutter in this house.

think: summer

can't stop thinking about: broken bells

I have a bit of a thing for James Mercer's voice. From what I understand, quite a few other people feel the same way. I guess that makes me part of the mainstream – is that so bad?

I've been obsessing over three songs on the Broken Bells album – I've been playing them over and over in my car. Over and over and over. My obsession might also have to do with the lyrics that I can't get out of my head:

It's too late to change your mind, you let loss be your guide – High Road

Common fears start to multiply, we realize we're paralyzed. Where did it go, all that precious time, did we even try to stem the tide? Why should we waste it on buying into the same old lies? The longer we wait around the faster the years go by – Vaporize

I was lost then and I'm lost now and I doubt I'll ever know which way to go – Vaporize

Remember what they say, there's no shortcut to a dream, it's all blood and sweat and life is what you manage in between – October

(image: brokenbells.com)