well i knew this day would come eventually. i’ve been getting gray hairs here and there for years now, and they have finally injected their old man DNA into my brain. i find myself sitting here, a stranger to myself, listening to automatic for the people and i’m not even in line at the grocery store. i’m just sitting around, being old and kind of enjoying michael stipe’s nasally-ass voice.
i shouldn’t panic too much, this boring evolution happens to everyone lame enough to not be a rockstar who dies at 27. if this ends up being the last post i ever share to this blog, it’s probably because when i try to use my old man imagination, all that i can imagine is the merits of capitalism and all the ways that young people are out to ruin my way of life. maybe if i turn off “everybody hurts” and put on some real painful music like linkin park’s “numb” i can recapture my youth. or idk, shave my hair into a mohawk.
it’d just be a gray haired mohawk, fuck.
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