music: i'm on a soko kick again. Soko, Daniel Johnston, Talking Heads, Bjork.

talking about those idiosyncratic but universal but repetitive but erratic but real real real

people rhythms.

yes, absolutely.

i really love being alone, i really do.

how purely and truly liberating!

but

all i really miss

is being kissed.

i haven't written in a very long time

or done much to the effect of personal productivity?

ah, winter is so languid.

i just want to go outside and look at the snow all day.

or close my eyes and look outside from the inside of my eyelids.

anyway...

hey, you! don't be so afraid of sexuality! don't be so afraid of being ugly!

these things

happen.

i will still love you at least a little.