Location: Santa Monica in my head
Mood: tired but hopeful
Music: something always comes up something always makes her stay
Me and my Mom
The cool thing about the people that you’re close to is the shorthand language you’ve got.
My brother used to sing in a bar while in med school. One song was about this singer in a bar that loved a waitress named Rachel who wanted to move to LA. The guy didn’t know what to say, so he just said, if you find me one, I’d love a picture of the California sun.
For years my bro said he’d move to LA. Always joked that if he ever did, I’d want a postcard from LA. Then one day he just up and left with two suitcases and a guitar. Spur of the moment thing. Poof.
Week or so later, got a postcard with a picture of the California sun and not much else. Didn’t need much else. I remember that I sat down on my striped sofa and cleared my throat. Then I cleared a place for it on my fridge.
Somewhere through the years, lost it. Stupid roommates.
S’ok though – lookee what I got today:
YASYCTAI: Send someone a nice picture. If y’got time, send me one too. (1 mins/0.5 pts)
2 Replies to “The California Sun”
hoopin's all the rage. that's so cute ur mom is hoopin. she's so modern.welp, yeah u shouldn't tell the 'rents unless it's like super serious. in our older-than-xmas-cake age bracket, any sign of the opposite sex = parent mania. i learned my lesson when my dad scared away a s.o. after just months of dating. good luck ;p
It is cute that she's hooping. I find that so cool about her.Yes, they've made it clear that they wanna see me hitched, asap. I'm trying my best, as you can see, but it's not really all just up to me.