Watching the music video for Tiny Dancer is the first time in the two years (holy shit) since I moved away that I’ve actually missed Los Angeles. How beautiful and perfect.
One of my readers sent me this pic of her fresh WWCTD tattoo.
As she said, “Hurt like a motherfucker, but I can’t even tell you how much I love it. So happy that you exist somewhere. It calms me.”
I’m happy that you exist somewhere too.