i do not know if anyone changes. i certainly do not think i do. i consume these modern fairy tales of protagonists & their Life Choices. a life is read as 1) temporally significant and 2) logically sound. it strikes me about as logical as assuming that i am ill due to an imbalance of my humors.
who am i convincing anyways? certainly not myself. i wish to return to my hedonism, with an emphasis on materialism.
i went to my favorite coffee shop to read. i purchased a tea & a chocolate chip cookie. i neither drank the tea nor ate the cookie. i hate all the menu offerings at this place. despite these serious shortcomings, it is my favorite coffee shop.
i am an eminently silly person.