You were great. You are great. You’re so great. I’m sorry if this ends up being a random stream of incoherent thoughts since I’m crying as I type this. I love you so much just like I do all your siblings. You all mean so much to me. Ever since I was a little kid, I dreamed of having a litter of puppies in the house and you guys made that dream come true and I can’t...
“Most musicians are depressed. Think about it. Their greatness stems...
I found out when and at what restaurant one of my favorite musicians will be watching a World Cup match. Don’t ask how. I just did. I kind of want to go. The only thing is that the match is super early which means I should be somewhat of a hardcore fan of one of the teams. Oh yeah, and everyone there is going to be Korean. I need a Korean friend stat.
This office is the only place where I can play the music I actually want to in front of other people without feeling like an outcast.
I seriously feel like I’m going to be in solitary confinement for the next week and a half. Starting to wonder if staying in Seattle for the summer was such a great idea. I can think of 2 reasons.
I feel like ranting about so many things in my life right now. I’ll give it a couple hours and see if it calms down. If that doesn’t work, then sorry for the angsty post that will probably be showing up later tonight.
Fight off your demons.
I am not your friend. I’m just a man who knows how to feel. I am not your friend. I’m not your lover. I’m not your family. Yeah.