she becomes so lonely

she becomes so scared at night

she’s too tired to fly

 

 

I have finally figured out who sings the TrentMoller song I posted the lyrics to so long ago. It is Ane Trolle. Was listening to Hotel Costes and this song came on and so did my brain. I love this lazy, downtempo track.

 

Of note today: there is a dude in an electric blue leather jacket that I am almost certain I donated to charity two years ago. When I worked at Telus, this crazy lady with a bad Toni home-perm and hot pink Lee press on nails gave it to me saying it was the best jacket she ever owned and she wanted it to go to a good home. Why she consider me a good home for it, I will never understand. I wore it out that night to the Back Alley. When I think about it, I have probably donated enough clothing to dress the entire community of Mission. What can I say? I’m a giver.