“once you can accept the universe as being something expanding into an infinite nothing which is something, wearing stripes with plaid is easy.” // a. einstein
it’s seems like its been ages since i felt anything other than sleepy. i wanted to jet off for a quick respite, from feeling awful, from the snow and cold – and though the west coast is always a thrill, the pineapple express that started the moment the wheels touched down at SFO, until the morning i left, it battered down rain; any-which way – up, down, side to side. and perhaps it’s the back and forth that kept things in perspective, or the fact that with gray days comes the need for comfort and nostalgia, like listening to the national on repeat, and wearing stripes down from my socks up to my sleeves. it’s the something small that keeps the infinite from feeling a bit too big to get a handle on.
➝ source : skargörn #61 tee in stripe via madewell