ugh. i just found out that three of my favourite bands in the world are playing an epic EPIC adventure called the “railroad revival tour” – and i so so so badly want to take my trusty old polaroid along with them…. for just one teency ride and one teency show. to capture some teency tiny moments of pure vagabond vintage treasure. gosh. is that too much to ask! :)
alas. sigh no more – as mumford & sons will be saying as i close my eyes and dream of a rustic train studio with so many delicious moments to capture. i wish mine could be a sigh of contentment from knowing my dream was some incredible reality. but it’s a sigh of “oh well, wouldn’t it be nice.” i accept defeat and live quietly excited in my imagination of how awesome that experience would be. match that musical matterhorn with the time capsuling beauty of the polaroid. i can’t stand thinking of how perfect it would be. does anyone know anyone who knows anyone who could help a girl out with an in…. hey… hey?
perhaps if i just doze off into my mind and continue to whisper “i wish i could… i wish i could… i wish i could…” you never know what can happen… zzzzzz