Laura Veirs — Galaxies.

I lay down on the couch and shut my eyes to this. And then for some reason my brain though I was high up in a skyscraper or a balcony or a really really tall chair because I got that height dizziness and almost fell out of the couch. Exciting!

Laura Veirs — Where Gravity Is Dead

The problem with only eight gig of space in the mp3 player is that there’s this rotation. Everything I want can’t fit. This is also a strength as I’m forced to shuffle around and remove things in order to add new albums. There’s no room for anything I don’t want to listen to right now. Being a pre-cog is hard work though.

So due to the trip I’ve filled it with things that reminds me of autumn and winter. Laura Veirs is winter for me. Long scarves and the snow going crunch underneath the boots. Wind scratching the cheeks, the nose slightly numb. I don’t think there’s snow where I’m going but still… Winter’s still here.