get me away from here.

i've been back from florida/salt lake city/everywhere and i'm starting to get restless. no one wants to get up spontaneously and go for a walk in the middle of the night. no one likes asking questions until there isn't anything left that you don't understand. where are all of these people? i miss in highschool when shannon and i would sneak out of our homes at the stroke of midnight on sunday (so technically monday) nights and be the monday night sneakers. we never had good flashlights but i would always know when i was close to shan because i could hear her manual flashlight being fiercely wound to try and keep it from perpetually flickering no matter how fast you turned the handle. i miss talking about everything with one person and having them understand every word of it. please. someone keep me from my restlessness.

belle & sebastian - get me away from here i'm dying