planes at gravelly point

So calming to lay under the planes as they land out by National airport.

We biked out and lay out in the grass at the end of June, and I’d like to do it every not-scorching night for the rest of summer. We won’t…. but it’s a nice thought.

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keep keeping on

“I hear a voice calling
Calling out for me
These shackles I’ve made in an attempt to be free
Be it for reason, be it for love
I won’t take the easy road”

What else do I need to say here? This song is great, this band is great, and that chorus feels a little like the inside of my soul.