currently on heavy rotation:

• passion pit
• whomadewho
• the xx
• julian casablancas
• jay-z
• the flaming lips
• nine inch nails
• beirut
• frederic chopin
• fever ray
• ratatat

for some reason, at the end of each summer, i feel the need to discard all the music i spent driving to the beach to, kissing to, strutting down the street in teeny rompers to, walking home with hot tears to, dancing in dark sweaty basements to. i always end up feeling too intrinsically attached to each song, the opening chords, the bottom beats that resonate deep inside and make me feel a dull, bittersweet ache. like a clothesline someone keeps flicking.

i must pare down to the bare essentials. to memorize the lines that drew me into skeletal arms that promised everything except that which is excessive.

i welcome the fall. the changing of the leaves. red wine with dinner. wool tights. football season. chunky sweaters. pumpkin-flavored everything. season premieres. road trips to the catskills. dark&stormys. cinema.

i can feel my heart on my wrist. it’s good to be alive.