Relic from last semester, drawn by Fin and I the night of the Parenti Debacle. We won't talk about that.
I'm giving myself a set limit of time when I can think about it. Outside of that time span, it's not allowed in my head. I'm pretty sure that's the only way I can get through this semester still intact. I feel like I'm not Lisa anymore.
What my ears have been hearing a lot of lately:
Lungs, Florence and the Machine
Swift Feet for Troubling Times and Beacons, Ohbijou
"Satellite Mind," Metric
Batten the Hatches, Jenny Owen Youngs (particularly "Bricks," "Woodcut," "Porchrail," and "From Here")
I've been listening to some Motion City Soundtrack--guilty pleasure from my early adolescence.
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