James Nicoll so I'm stuck in Philadelphia for work, feeling pretty sorry for myself eating dinner alone so not to deal with anyone- and generally sour thinking of how I am going to have to move back in with my dad since I took a 70% pay cut this year. Its raining, cold and generally miserable. I've got my face down to the ground ...listening to my ipod when shuffle puts on "the end of fear." The chorus kicks in as I'm walking on a footbridge over the freeway, and I throw my hands up in the air, put my face into the rain and smile. Thanks for realigning my perceptions again, and for writing music that means more to everyone than you can imagine.
