11.14.20 //
my favorite song i’ve ever made.
it was an unexciting saturday morning in my south florida suburb. i’d spent the majority of my life moving around but this specific street had been around for enough years to start to feel like home. if you’d had live footage of my street at 6:00 am, you’d see a series of peaceful front lawns and one with a flurry of movement. a little guy (me) excitedly shoving every last household item into my car as i prepped myself for the 14 hour drive to nashville.
months before, i received what i had interpreted as a series of divine signs to take a chance on myself. i’d saved up some money that i hoped would sustain me for the following year. i was goin...