Every time I come home, I do my perfect day. I’m not going to give away all the details and spoil it, but it usually involves going to my favorite sandwich place. If you know me, you know where I’m talking about, and I’ll see you there soon. Ocean Beach is kind of a Zen place for me, as cold and foggy and gross as it can be sometimes. I have many fond memories of going there with friends and walking for miles and talking. It’s a very therapeutic, baptismal place to get rid of things, to talk things out. If my life were some cheap novel, the beach would be a blatant literary device to carry the theme of peace and cathartic revelation and all that. The beach would be the thing you write a paper about after reading the book.
|—||Darren Criss (via singitfortheworld)|