Sad searches for sad
Happy for happy
We just want to see ourselves
Can it be that simple?
NPR Tiny Desk concert with Neko Case on repeat. That’s my remedy for waking up today.
Instead of sitting by the phone, waiting for it to ring, I’m sitting by the computer, logged into everything imaginable, hitting refresh and waiting for something new to appear. It’s the same gesture, the same feeling of why isn’t anything happening? which is another way of asking do I really exist?