Sunday, August 29, 2010

cliche fulfillment

the end of this summer is just like the endings of the last three summers.
there's a break up and i start listening to k bands again.

i would argue against the obvious cause/effect relationship of the above statement, because of course I think they're totally independent of one another. but that's more of a hope/lie than it is truth.

i've also been drawn to weird roadside still lives of small dominican women selling sandwich bags of mangos, styrafoam plates of watermelon, and baskets of peaches. landscapes and sunsets are also particularly distracting for me.

fucking cliche fulfillment.
i'm sure the picturesque new york autumn will only exacerbate this issue.

i'm ready for some nasty new york winter to toughen me up again.
all this sentimentalism is going to ruin my bar banter.

Sunday, August 1, 2010