This time of year it feels like you're on the brink of something far more immense than you and suddenly the world feels overwhelmingly full of juvenescence.
Yesterday my friends and I adventured the entire day. I live for being spontaneous and running wild. With all of the windows rolled down, Elly (Luna) and I were laying on the flattened back seat, feeling the sun's warmth while Walk the Moon beat in the speakers. Cam's minivan is like a time capsule and inside it we are eternally young, flying down the road, together and fearless.

-RAY

[All photos by me]

Pasted on Erika's wall and formed by cutouts from beautiful magazines are the words

TO BE ALIVE IS A MAGIC ART

And I think about this quote a lot. To me it means that despite when you're feeling down, or when everything's killing your vibe, there is still magic and beauty simply in the act of breathing in and out and letting your eyes close as you feel the world all around you. 

-RAY

[All photos by me]

BEFORE:
Driving south to see Young the Giant we had all the windows down, an infinite playlist of good jams blaring, and we could all feel spring in the pores of our bodies and souls. In the city the sun warmed everything and my friends and I were high on spring and hyper from anticipation.
AFTER:
For the encore they played Apartment, Mind Over Matter, and finished with My Body and it was totally mad and we all jumped and screamed/sang ourselves hoarse. Somehow it's a really good feeling to almost lose your voice after a concert. As we drove along the nighttime city avenues, everything felt right with the world. Good concerts are kinda magic to me.

-RAY

[all photos by me]