Everywhere is Somewhere By K.Flay

In 2017, I was told to listen to this album by someone I knew from my past life. As I listened to it driving to New York, I gasped as if she was me. When asked if I listened to it, I said, “Yes. She is me. Singing about her dead dad, Xanax, and loving a guy who has a girl at home.”

He replied, “I know, right?”

I can now say his playlist has been deleted and I’m officially over it. However, when he listens to this album, there is no escaping me because Everywhere is Somewhere.