the wrong end of the telescope

I found this band very late, about ten months ago, and pretty much didn't figure out how much I really loved them until August. I was really sick in August, staying at our cottage and determinedly trying to get better, to feel better, and I kept hobbling down to the beach and lying down on the cliffs and listening to FaD and IoH on repeat, again and again and again. So it's--they're sunsets and determination and feeling awful but thinking it might really be alright in the end.

After we went back to the city, I started taking walks, trying to figure out how to make my body work again (I'd lost something like 25 pounds in three weeks), and I was listening to them. At first, I only made it down the hill before needing to sit down. Then a little further. Then across the street. I kept walking to the same place after that, when I had the energy to keep going for twenty minutes at a time, and it was this hill in the middle of a huge field where you can sit and watch the sun set over the city. That's--that's where I learned those two albums by heart.

Thank you for the music, boys. ♥


(You lot, come give me a hug. *holds out arms*)