May 2012
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kairosclerosis
n. the moment you realize that you’re currently happy—consciously trying to savor the feeling—which prompts your intellect to identify it, pick it apart and put it in context, where it will slowly dissolve until it’s little more than an aftertaste.
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Alexi Murdoch - All My Days
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Mad Men
SO MANY FEELS!
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz, or the arrow of carnations...
– Love Sonnet XVII, Pablo Neruda (via kiener)
The Band.
Me on banjo
Mollie on guitar/ukelele
Alison on drums
Guy on fiddle
Amy on mandolin
Mark on harmonica
Vocals to be decided amongst ourselves
Bluegrass babes!
STOKED. We just need a name.