January 2012
2 posts
I used to have stuff. Vinyl records, mementos, HI8 video tapes. I used to maintain certain ideals, specific truths which guided me, mantras of thought - yet somewhere along the line I started overusing commas (*self dep plug) (overusage of commas represents paralytic thinking, the inability to convey complex thought or rather a fear of failure in relation to creative pursuit). Now I have blank...
Dropping a big fuck you to myself and all associated parties related to ME and my being.