This morning I left a couple of my Let It Be Beautiful zines on the picnic bench in front of Laurel Canyon Country Store in hopes that Jim Morrison’s ghost will find them and get me a book deal/adopt me. I Facebooked about it and Tatyana commented with this video and now I want to wake up to this song every morning forever, and then drink some sexy kind of black tea on top of a mountain, possibly while wearing a macrame shawl.
Also at Laurel Canyon Country Store, I bought Pop Chips and “Michelle Obama-scented” incense.
