I just realized that the same reason I love Shannon Burns is quite possibly the same reason I love Joanna Newsom. Breadfruit.
And this is kind of what I feel like right now. Archive. Palimpsest. Paper! Except my clothes aren't as nice.
And I'd much rather be here, on the water.
(I promise to make more sense in a month, after a massage and a bubble bath and a pot of chocolate fondue.)
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