I was in the kitchen the other day, making apple-cinnamon cookies and listening to Joni Mitchell.
My mom came in and cocked her head, perplexed and amused.
I didn’t know you liked Joni Mitchell.
I think I’m beginning to understand your whole thing, and what you’re all about.
What do you mean?
Well it’s like, follow your dreams at all costs… Even if it means couchsurfing.
It’s something like that. xo.