On a night like this, with the windows in my bedroom open, i am reminded of:
- the time i painted my room and found out that my neighbors don't like Belle & Sebastian
- Les Triplettes de Belleville
- the fact that i am capable of nothing
- the mystery that i am capable of anything
- the snow that will soon be falling from my scalp
- the mix tape (which most appropriately accompanies tonight) that i just made for the woman who rendered this masterpiece:
