November 24, 2019
You can find me in my room, analyzing Radiohead songs and scouring YouTube for funny videos of Radiohead and/or One Direction. There's lots of sensible stuff I do, too, of course. Like moan about the relationships I intentionally and not-so-intentionally fucked up. We ruin stuff and then complain about them as if we didn't mean for them to happen. I do this, yes. Pretend that it wasn't my fault, or that I had no idea, or that I had better things to do. The truth is, I did it with concentration. Focus. Intent. Annoying cloying hope. Gratitude.