#i relate to cooper because i also am perpetually enamored by the wonders of the pacific northwest. fumking TREES

[wilderat]

fbi special agent dale cooper arrives in twin peaks and harry just. instantly falls in love with him. like, he doesn’t even realize it and will continue to not realize it for a not insignificant amount of time but he looks at this weird little guy with his tape recorder and his suit and his insatiable childlike wonder at the things that have long since faded into the everyday static buzz of harry’s life and he falls for it, all of it, hook line and sinker. and he sees the wonder, a little bit, too, the more time he spends with cooper—the sound of birds in the trees, the way morning fog melts away in the light of day. donuts and coffee laid out on the conference room table. the stars at night. and when harry watches how cooper looks at it all, bright-eyed and grinning like harry’s little town is the most magical place on earth, well. how could he not start to wish cooper would look at him like that for once, too?

#twin peaks #i relate to cooper because i also am perpetually enamored by the wonders of the pacific northwest. fumking TREES #i love that it is always just a little damp actually. it adds character #that’s the one thing twin peaks is missing . doesn’t rain enough #ANYWAYS IT’S 6AM GOODNIGHT. THINKING ABOUT THEM ALWAYZ. #text