i'm somebody new

Exercised in the sun and went and got violently slung around by some near dangerous waves and made my throat sore by continous yelling and went commando on the beach and walked my tired body the long way home through a forest and took a shower and drank a martini. Body feeling like churned butter now.

I just don't like to be eaten.

I’ve had a good day and done well, but I’ve been scared the whole time. I’m scared now, alone in my sweet apartment with very little demanding anything of me or posing me any threat. I’m just scared.

Music is MOVEMENTTTTT

Working with contradictory instincts. Sabotaging myself on my way out the door. Writing boobytraps into my application, but sending it in. I can run in two directions at once. I can appease every god. I can keep every door open.

I'm standing on so many precipices that there can hardly be any ground left behind me at all.

An underground rail rat! Such a classics concept that it must surely be a blessing.

My city is so beautiful, I want to touch every centimeter of it, run my hand up pavements, touch down between train tracks.

Doesn't matter, I know my audience.