Still in NYC, hanging in my office right now, listening to the School Of Seven Bells album.
Reminds me of driving around in my car in LA, windows rolled down, warm sea air blowing wildly in.
Makes me miss good Mexican food and reminds me of the recent time that Sam Ghostly and I went
to a little taco place on Pico Blvd., the day after we heard about Charlie from Telefon Tel Aviv.
Sad, sad news.
Trying to do good things with my life.
Trying to be creative.
Trying to live compassionately and passionately.
Trying to be full of truth & beauty.
