After all of these years, I would expect to see the fall before my face strikes the earth below me.  This should be routine now.  I should be a professional of sorts.  And yet, I never see until it’s too late.

It’s a good thing this song happened along right now.  And the haters say that nothing good comes of the Twilight movies… Ha.  I defy you to hate on this beautifully tragic song that haunts my waking hours.

Day Eighty-Eight:  Possibility – Lykke Li