The singing in the rain soundtrack is all i have been listening for the past three days i dont think i have thoughts anymore my mind just goes moses supposes and roses and toses and whatever.
ethereal, stripped back, misty...makes me feel like i'm on a train with a lush landscape outside or soaking in a bath or dancing in an abandoned ballroom
i mean this sincerely and not in a mean way - i love going outside and touching grass. even if it is the little grass on the side on the concrete. it makes me realize the plastic brick has no control over my love for the universe
