Song of the day;;     → Lucy Dacus - ...Familiar Place         I came through the backyard   You let the garden die   How did I get here?   How did I get here?   What did I do to deserve this?     The mountain was taller than I could've fathomed   I hardly believe it from here at the bottom   I can't imagine why you'd want to be at the top   Oh my god, what will I do if you ever stop?     Without you, I am surely the last of our kind   Without you, I am surely the last of my kind