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October, when all you wanna do is ruuuuuuuuuuuuunn and then sleep like an angel.
Yes it feels like a portal has opened, yes it probably has, yes it feels like the sky is a mirror and yes it probably is. October mornings are so cold the day feels hot, and it feels like everything is hitting on the nose, on the T, on the nail, new songs that feel old and old songs that are new to you, me, the feeling of connecting for the feeling of actually not really wanting any more than just right, now, this moment.
Flaming hot cheeto maple trees, views so big they sink, Oak tree so big and old it links, sailing into the sketches we’ve been making for ourselves, of ourselves, when we were thirteen and thought how cool it would be to later be ourselves. October and voice memos and my phone is getting so hot it feels like it might explode, so enjoy this mix
