How To Live Here

O / the feeling

Thesis

Sometimes I listen to Drake and read through a month's worth of my own tweets, reaffirming my long-held belief that I'm the best. Sometimes Twin Peaks makes me forget about nonfiction problems. Sometimes this new apartment already feels like home, even though there's nothing on the walls.

#GreatBandNames

It's never easy saying goodbye to Rozay before she heads west to her other B-town. But it must be done.

Apartment #10

I'm thoroughly in downtown Bloomington mode, listening to Good Luck and watching bros walk my neighborhood streets. Though I've lived here my whole life, the place takes on a different vibe from this perspective. I feel in the middle of everything. It's starting to seem less like vacation and more like real life, which for some reason makes it harder to wash the dishes. Even so, I couldn't be happier with what's going on right now.

Conclusions

This was a short, sober post. Which makes sense: tonight was the first sober night I've spent in this apartment (lol summer). Tomorrow I look forward to a new couch and hella chilling. Maybe watch more Twin Peaks, probably spend more money at the Salvation Army, definitely eat more peanut butter and jam for lunch. Take it easy, fam. I know I will.

So Proud Of Twin Sister (they r gon blow up)