San Francisco is 27 degrees Celsius. The sun is blaring.
Books and catnaps in my jungle of a backyard.
Sampling and buying music at my desk to the setting of the sun.
Beer and friends, friends and beer.
Mount Kimbie tonight after a still-resonating high from Flying Lotus.
My ears filled with melodic honey until the sun rises.
Today is a good fucking day.
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