One week left before centrifics roams free. Last year around this time I was smack in the middle of making the album, insecure out of my mind that it wasn’t adding up right. But I stuck with it through the weirdness which I now see means I trusted myself and these songs, somehow. Today I’m really proud of what I made and grateful for the enormous help I received along the way. It’s perfectly fucked and wilted and wonky and sweet and filled to the brim with wonder, the infinite good luck charm. Pic by @evegrieve 💦