and my love for Seth Cohen increases long after the show ended

sitting on a tempur-pedic daybed in a 100-year-old, converted barn-house in New Mexico. It’s furnished and styled in the adobe way, looks like it could be the backdrop for the next anthropologie catalog. I’m surrounded by pillows, sipping spicy tomato soup and reading Jack Kerouac. honestly? life couldn’t be better. I want this house. There’s a loft bed above the stairs. A LOFT BED! And the master bedroom has a “sitting/reading” alcove. And the kitchen is updated but not too modern/stainless-steel-cold. and it’s next to an ancient freshwater stream. it’s heated by a furnace that you have to stoke with wood from outside. oh and did I mention it’s in Taos—-right next to the Rio Grande Gorge that we’re going to HOT AIR BALLOON in tomorrow? holy shit my life. i love it. I’m finally going on a hot air balloon to see the sunrise. and i’m freaking out.