Posts tagged wanderlust

i usually don’t experience my extreme cases of wanderlust until summertime, but for whatever reason, it’s arrived early and all i want to do is fly south for the winter. or north. or any direction really, ha. it’s really quite unruly when this said wanderlust hits because all i can think about is how great it would be to be climbing trees or building forts or bombing down hills on long boards. or playing music barefooted out of the back of old pick up trucks or laying in open fields with no where to go. or laughing in the middle of empty forests or eating watermelons picked right from the watermelon patch or just lying in a foreign room in a foreign place doing nothing at all but just existing, which sometimes can be foreign in and of itself. and i love every second of it. all of this extra energy makes me want to create everything and do everything and i always end up surprising myself in the end with what i had no idea i could even do. wanderlust in full effect.

it’s that time of year again.  wanderlust is in full effect and all i want to do is hit the road and get the crap out of here for a while; fill my limbs up all the way with beauty until i can’t hold anymore.  so, since i can’t, i’m going to pretend instead and listen to these tunes to take me away.

eyes//rogue wave

below it//peter broderick

if only//fink

just breathe//telepopmusik

sleeping pill//slamagotchi + panorama + galapagoose

mathemagic//breastroke

let go//frou frou

we have a map of the piano//mum

sometimes you need to bust out some oldies to feel at home again.. 

i think i just blacked out for a second.  i stopped existing.  at least here at this desk.  i’m so unmotivated.  all i can think of is open fields and bubbling clouds.  oozing music.  something like dancing and running and flying.  i’ve got to get out of here.  i’m restless.  there are things on my mind.  lots of things.  just sinking their toes into the cracks and crevasses of my ever wandering brain surface.  my eyes are violent with all this beauty around me.  violent in the most fantastic kind of way.  but then my skin rips off and i’m feeling all this.. all this ‘this’ in the most raw way possible.  if i could just stop and let my heart have a moment to forget for a little.  or remember.  to let it just run a while.  yes.. just run.  run run run..        

(picture taken by pq)      

everything’s been moving too fast.  take me to san francisco.  i need to get out of here.  fall is coming and my annual sense of wanderlust is in full effect.  i need to do something or my mind is going to fall out.  my arms and legs are on fire.  my eyes are gushing out all kinds of lovely things and i need a song to take me up the coast and land somewhere safe.    

long walks on the beach//metaphysical