Zola Jesus | Avalanche
18 days and counting…
18 days until I can stop counting. 18 days until I can stop waiting. Until I can stop anticipating. 18 days until this incredibly exhausting and enriching year is over.
18 days until I can have time back. Time to go out. Time to have fun. Time to take on the world with a second wind that I didn’t even know existed.
18 days until I can say “goodbye” and “thank you” to the choices I made, and say “well hello” and “get fucking ready” the ones I’m about to make.
18 days.
