artists themselves are historians of a sort by the minimal requirements of acculturation, but the aperture of their historical gaze narrows and widens as circumstance requires, for better and worse, even if they have capacity to do so
if i can construct a logically consistent argument against a known bad thing, i can stop thinking and don’t have to explore the rest of its implications
not even a self deprecation thing but i genuinely don’t know how kasey doesn’t get incredibly irritated with me, considering im the exact kind of incompetent coworker that makes her life miserable
sometimes i feel like the world is small and other times i feel like the world is incomprehensively large and bountiful, i could never hope to experience a miniscule fraction of what it has to offer