Ben Howard.

Tonight.
In Seattle.

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This will only be the second time I've gone to a concert by myself. I keep telling myself it'll be fun and not scary to come home in the early morning hours and then go to work (lets be real, no gym tomorrow). Relearning how to do things on my own. Like picking out an outfit... so jeans and a striped top. Maybe I'll even wear my new grey nail polish.

I'm not over the warmth his voice with India's makes in my chest.
Like a drizzle outside with hot chocolate inside.