i meant to come here sooner, in some sense, i believe. i had something to write about, something about the limited scope of human memory and it being the plight of our civilization. that’s basically the distilled, melodramatic, two-sentence description, and it’s probably all the credence that idea deserves at this moment.

it’s hard to seriously analyize the inner world when listening to rockabilly. you mostly just want to get up and start dancing.

i’ll just go dance and get my answers that way.