Another day, another week.
I don’t have a lot to offer this blog at the moment, but I do have a beautiful sound or two:)
Kaki King.
Reminds me of some really amazing days, barefoot, on the porch, smoking cigarettes, red wine, pixie hair, best girlfriends, and triple short three pump caramel nonfat lattes. 2005, when nothing made sense, but everything made for a great story:)
Unexpected Liberation 