now that i’ve stopped touring for a while i think that you’ll be able to expect increasingly domestic and yuppified journal entries from me.
like this one.
i was upstate for a few days, and it was great.
monday morning in particular. i woke up very early (6 a.m) and watched the sun come up, and as it came up it illuminated the fog that had collected in the valleys, so the fog in the valleys was pink and the tops of the mountains were bathed in this reddish light.
it was amazing.
and now i’m being a fully fledged, dyed-in-the-wool, bron-y-aur, yuppie. (‘bron-y-aur’, i’m sure it means something in welsh, but i just know it as a hyphenated led zeppelin song).
i’m being a yuppie cos i’m on my roof and it’s dusk and really breezy and i’m sitting up here with my laptop and it’s great and i know i’m a stinky yuppie with a penchant for run-on sentences.
and hyphens.
and-hyphens.
i’ll stop.
thanks
moby