digitalism was in-cre-di-ble. aside from smelling a little bit like weed, salt and daisy, i think i can go to bed happy knowing i will probably feel this good for at least another day or so.
i'll elaborate later. i'm so so so tired. because "i have the biggest party ever (in LA)."
etc.:
LA isn't so bad at night, when all the lights dot buildings and the freeways are lit up like airstrip runways and the streets are (sort of) empty. you get to feel like you're just a small (but significant) part of this big world and like you can just run down the street and start dancing and no one will say a thing because the city is asleep. like i should be right now, but i always want to be awake and do something. constant wanderlust.
having a livejournal and this thing is starting to confuse me. what have i said where and what haven't i even gotten out of my brain yet?
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