I feel like I'm finally growing up. I knew this when I was in Williamsburg with Rachel and Nicole and I honestly couldn't have cared less about all of things I couldn't afford, what other people were wearing, and how much skinnier than me all of the hipster girls were. To me, just seeing my friends and talking with them and listening to them was twenty times more important than anything happening on the streets around me. It was like Brooklyn just sat quietly in the background, and the only truths in the scene were myself, my friends, and the words coming out of our mouths. New York honestly fascinates me, but I don't think I could live there. I don't think I'll ever get it. I thought Williamsburg was beautiful but for some reason it made me sick to my stomach and I have no idea why.
This summer I have been to so many places. I haven't even traveled far. I discovered the most incredible places in my town and state and I feel like I've taken Connecticut for granted all of this time. It's not a 'cool' place, I get that, but there is so much of it that remains serene and completely untouched by humanity. The other night I went camping with Riky, Erin, Dan, Taylor, and Jordan in Canton. We set up a tent next to this brook on Erin's family property so that light pollution wouldn't affect our view of the Perseids. The sky looked exactly like the picture and by the end of the night I counted 58 shooting stars. I ended up putting a blanket on the ground and lying with Dan until we were 100% mesmerized by the sky and fell asleep.
Now that my allergies are coming through full force, recording/finishing this song is mighty difficult. Sydney listened to it and told me that I must have subconsciously ripped off Miley Cyrus, and she's probably right, despite the fact that I've never even heard one song by her. Or maybe I have, and the line I ripped off just hung out in the back of my mind long enough so that I would later plagarize its melody by accident.
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