So. Late last night I am driving to quite literally purchase a hard park of cigarettes. I am using a car I haven't driven in months. Ray LaMontagne's "Trouble" album is in the CD player. I then remembered why I chose to leave that particular CD in the abandoned car. Ah, what a Thanksgiving sap story. (Well, kind of).
Anyway. This sums things up nicely:
So that's that.
Moving on (and on, and on).
Friday, November 27, 2009
Booze in my hair, blood on my lips
Labels:
cigarettes,
discontent,
Holiday,
music,
Ray LaMontagne,
the past,
Video
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