like wildflowers in season forever, baby
posted at 10:19 pm by brandon in words to live by, I should thinkThis song popped up today in an iPod shuffle. I hadn’t heard it in months. A line from its second verse grabbed my ear.
“…love is scattered and hungry / but it is the only real thing….”
— Kacy Crowley, “Hand to Mouthville”
Damn, I love her.