Windy. Dusty. Hot. Small. Beautiful. Ellensburg.
Studio. For those of you unfamiliar.
Internet PSA from 1995 Predicts the Future
Good song. Good cover.
I think to myself “I should search tags and see what theatre things are being talked about” then i find out how many high school idiots are on Tumblr.
This is my summer soundtrack.
So that will probably happen once I get a grown up job.
All I want to do is smoke a cheap cigar and watch the sunset.
I feel… Weird.
And I think I would be damn good for it, and that it would be the same for me. I want it.
The issue is I am standing in my own way.
It would be a huge step, in the right direction.
There are times I wish I had a sassy life coach.