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Summer Skin; Plans


That'll teach me to drink coffee at 8pm.

Tonight, in an attempt to combat low barometric pressure-induced lethargy and wade through an insurmountable amount of music, I sipped some of the stuff after a near week-long hiatus from it, and that is how I got here, huddled under the covers 'round midnight but wide awake, the glow of the yellow light-filtered computer screen casting a sepia shadow over my stupid blank face as I feverishly make travel plans and career plans and online shop and Google "private mortgage insurance" and await with caffeinated anticipation the adventures of the impending summer.

#deathcabforcutie #decafforcoffee #summer

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