I had plans tonight; plans that involved cleaning my room and planning my life and doing the things that really ought to be done. Instead, I ate pitas and hummus with Jessica and Evangeline, went to the bookstore, bought a book for my mother, bought a prarie dress, climbed a ladder on an academic building leading nowhere certain; listened to my friend’s play the violin like a violin, listened to my friend’s play the violin like a mandolin, cut up a velvet skirt, read annie dilliard and didn’t do anything I planned to.

a perfect evening, of course.

north carolina spontaneously creates good musicians. just to mention the ones I listened to tonight:

-bowerbirds

-annuals

-the avett brothers

-james taylor