day 19: apple juice

I used to write songs about love, and loss, and God, and the tragic but hopeful state of the world. Today, Dylan and I wrote a song, and the lyrics go: “Apple tree, apple tree. Apple juice, apple juice.” I’ll save love and loss and tragedy and God for the novel, I think.

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We took Dylan to his first concert last night, Michelle Branch at Detroit’s River Days festival. He was so adorable! He clapped after every song, and in the middle of them, and he sang along, improvising with his own two-year-old lyrics. I didn’t even know she was playing around here until I saw it on […]