7/21/26 - Golden Brown
I slept well last night. I managed to chat with my twin before leaving for work. I was disappointed at work. It's all so logical. I remember Gatter telling me all about how she's been enjoying songs that employ dissonance. Good stuff, but I'm in a bit of delirium. I can't stomach the feeling of it right now. I want a bit of that, but I need to prove to myself I'm human first. It's about knowing I don't need the papers. I'm listening to Nico's debut. Chelsea Girls , y'know. That's where voice can take you. The real communicative feeling can take you that way. There's really no music in it, it's interesting. It's incredible music anyway. Where do you put your eyes? Where is, I dunno, sensible? I'm not interested in grammatical sense at the moment. I've gotta know the haptics of what you've got going on, here. I was texting her a bit. Felt like there was a million pounds on my chest. I want to know what she really wants. ...