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im quite impressed by golden kamuy , so i will try to make 29 more sketches or art as a challenge ( gk march idk ahaahah)

here is what a 2005 demo sounds like at 2am in 2024: unfinished homework. someone left a door open in a room you haven’t been in for twenty years and the light is still on and the heat still works and nothing has been moved.

i’m in my kitchen eating crackers i don’t want. standing in the dark. twenty years old again, which is insane, which is also fine.

i walked into a cafeteria once. it was supposed to be outside but it rained, the way it’s raining now, so we all ended up inside under the bad lighting and three hundred strangers became the most important strangers of my life for about ninety minutes. i didn’t know that then.

the Creepy Crawl is gone now. condos probably. i stood in line all day outside that building. packed a gas station sandwich. stood in the october cold feeling like i was exactly where i was supposed to be.

i’ve been chasing that feeling since i was twenty.

someone mailed fans demos this week. rough around the edges, familiar in the way that aches. like finding a mix cd in a jacket you haven’t worn since college. your whole chest goes funny. some things don’t age so much as wait.

still raining. crackers are gone.

grateful for the secret club. grateful it’s still warm in there.