I'll continue this blog on Tumblr. Blogger layouts are incredibly frustating and unflexible, so I'll go over there.

I remember clearly the first time I met the ocean. It wasn't so long ago, a little less than 3 years ago. It was early at night, yet it was so dark. I was scared. As I walk through the sand I heard the waves crashing, and my feet stepping in small, slightly sharp things that weren't sand grains. I got scared and started to run, though everyone tried to calm me down. As I ran I could still feel them and I panicked even more. I somehow always imagined beaches to be incredibly clean, clear and fresh. At last, I didn't get used to stepping in the little dry dead plants and branches that were all over the sand, but I had to try and ignore them. I couldn't see the waves, that scared me too. I could only hear them crashing, in a violent and strong sound. I always thought their sound would be calming and slow, it wasn't.
I stood there for a few minutes, trying to understand why I was so scared. It was the unknown, the darkness. The feeling of experiencing something new without being able to fully perceive it. Suddenly I felt a sort of cleansing feeling all over my body. I can't remember how it was, I just know it was there. I imagine wind, but I know there wasn't any. I remember the moon, that I'm not quite sure I'm lying to myself or if it was actually there.
I want to go back to that moment.

Ramona Falls

Whenever I don't listen to them for a couple of days, I always forget how much I LOVE Ramona Falls. It's so insane. If I could write a somehow-thank you letter to Brent Knopf and actually avoid sounding creepy, I totally would, but to be honest I don't know how to not be creepy about him. His music is so incredible and it makes my heart warm, everything he does is magical. I have no idea where I'd be without Intuit, and I think I've only felt like this for one band before ( and somehow I always find myself talking about music/albums as if they were men, oh).

I wish I was more inspired to actually make all this sound better and make more than one paragraph about the greatness of Ramona Falls. Well, "it's 2am" is my excuse, but one thing is for sure: Ramona Falls is one of the most amazing things to ever happen in my life, and I actually mean it.