i feel like one day i just started living in this body & all signs pointed to the fact i apparently have been this person the whole time and like. that wasnt me but yes it was but no it wasnt. < repeat several times during transitional periods of ones own life. the human mind is malleable and identity is fluid. especially when you take your attention away from it
Over the last few months, my dad has discovered Crowded House (as a band he’d previously overlooked), and he is taking me along with him in that. It still feels a long ways away at the moment, but this past weekend, I’ve finally gotten the sure feeling that it’s not a matter of ‘if’, but *when* that’s gonna be at least a small hyperfixation… And before January, I knew almost *nothing* about them, save for two of their own songs and a Split Enz song, so there’s literally everything ahead to get into.
i have the worlds dumbest, most boring job "type up product description copy" "write black friday press release" "read e-commerce report" i should AT THE VERY LEAST be allowed to bring a stuffed animal with me to just hang out