other side
Late-night talk yesterday with a new friend. He asked me to put together my top ten albums and pick a couple of songs from each. An impossible task. A fool's errand! How do you pick only ten albums across myriad genres and decades?
I know what he's doing. He's trying to keep me busy, which I appreciate. Challenge accepted!
Finally got a new battery for my guitar tuner.
Can't help but think of my dad when strumming this guitar. Throughout my life, he always had a guitar on his lap, plucking away. Such comforting memories.
Retro movie watch list for the week:
- Constantine
- The Craft
- Heathers
- Angel Heart
- Sleepy Hollow
- Beetlejuice
- Halloween
- American Psycho
- The Crow
- Donnie Darko
- Also, rewatching: Chilling Adventures of Sabrina
Vincent Van Gogh, 1885
Emotional choice > emotional binaries
Present thinking > Positive thinking?
What if I'm never the same after all this? What's on the other side of this prolonged in-between stage? The Transitional Hermit Quarter.
Mood: Fuck this self-induced room of yearning and pain I've been living in.
Loving: Cocooned in hours of playlists made by friends, old and new. It's keeping me sane.
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Pretend We're Dead—L7
Hell With You—Last To Die ugh, so good
Let the man you made die
Throw my feelings to waste
Forget my name
And I'll forget your face