Last morning at Thunderbird Coffee. Thankful for over a year of new friends and unlimited espresso. This place has truly defined my time in Austin. Keep doing your thing, ThunderBabes. Last weekend in Texas starts now!

Last morning at Thunderbird Coffee. Thankful for over a year of new friends and unlimited espresso. This place has truly defined my time in Austin. Keep doing your thing, ThunderBabes. Last weekend in Texas starts now!

As part of my last few days in Austin, I made a list of my favorite spots in town. Tonight I drove to an abandoned housing project with the most killer view. I sat with a friend and reflected on my time in this beautiful city. I almost had to laugh thinking about how much I’ve changed in the last 2 years. I’m not afraid of life anymore. I don’t care what people think of me. I have come to believe that I am as brave as I choose to be. Thankful for this moment. And the rooftop drinks that followed.

As part of my last few days in Austin, I made a list of my favorite spots in town. Tonight I drove to an abandoned housing project with the most killer view. I sat with a friend and reflected on my time in this beautiful city. I almost had to laugh thinking about how much I’ve changed in the last 2 years. I’m not afraid of life anymore. I don’t care what people think of me. I have come to believe that I am as brave as I choose to be. Thankful for this moment. And the rooftop drinks that followed.

coffeeandlight:

≫ Life’s reminder.
If I Be Wrong by Wolf Larsen. #VSCOcam

coffeeandlight:

≫ Life’s reminder.

If I Be Wrong by Wolf Larsen.
#VSCOcam

one million lovers to choose from,but none like her. 

one million lovers to choose from,
but none like her. 

Espresso at midnight was a bad idea.

Let’s chat.

I’ve always been shit with goodbyes.

I’ve always been shit with goodbyes.

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"Land of No Return"- Wild Sweet Orange

I spent a summer driving when I turned 20.
I had a white Ford Explorer with a door that wouldn’t unlock. There was a dent in the hood and dog hair on the seats that wouldn’t seem to go away. It smelled like too much air fresheners and not enough gasoline. But I drove across state lines anyways. 

I made new friends and spent evenings getting lost. I stumbled across this album while on my trip. It’s funny how certain songs can seal away a specific memory. Each and every time I hear this one, I think about driving alone in the Pacific Northwest. It wasn’t some magical sunset hour, more like 3:00 P.M. I wasn’t holding someones hand. I wasn’t heartbroken about anything. I was just a boy lost in some verses and a melancholy chorus. 

Fast forward to summertime four years later. I have a different car now. One that doesn’t smell funny and has doors that work properly. But I still feel like that same boy, staring up at dusty ceiling fans and dreaming about growing up.

oh, and love is no illusion,
sometimes i can see it in your eyes.
and hear it moan and tumble,
down the hill when the traffic dies.

It’s funny how the bullshit seems to melt away at 11,000 feet. In a handful of days, this spot will be “my spot.” A place to sit and be thankful for little things like colors and wind, footprints and tall trees.

It’s funny how the bullshit seems to melt away at 11,000 feet. In a handful of days, this spot will be “my spot.” A place to sit and be thankful for little things like colors and wind, footprints and tall trees.

are you single? — Asked by Anonymous

I take too many naps to be in a relationship. 

americayall:

new post up on www.americayall.com from this weekends colorado trip with brotherstories

americayall:

new post up on www.americayall.com from this weekends colorado trip with brotherstories

my mountain pup

my mountain pup

ourlifeintransit:

Our life in transit.
At the beginning of my Colorado roadtrip with @americayall, I bought a disposable camera for $4. After getting the pictures developed yesterday, 90% of them were shit. Too dark or too blurry. And I’m embarrassed to admit my thumb made an artsy appearance in the corner of a few. But I cherish the ones that captured beautiful moments. 
See you in a few weeks, Denver.

At the beginning of my Colorado roadtrip with @americayall, I bought a disposable camera for $4. After getting the pictures developed yesterday, 90% of them were shit. Too dark or too blurry. And I’m embarrassed to admit my thumb made an artsy appearance in the corner of a few. But I cherish the ones that captured beautiful moments.
See you in a few weeks, Denver.

You know you’re living when it all becomes a blur.
The Growlers