Brush your teeth. Then shake your hair. Don the widest hemline in your skeleton closet. Grab someone you love. Or several.... Run barefoot on the lawn. Or sand. Or soil. Or glass covered pavement. Then spin and grab limbs and be as free as a bird like your fucking life depended on it.
I'm falling in love with myself....
Tame Impala
And awesome fan video of Le Tigre's Deceptacon, via my friend Rio.
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