me. lost again at the intersection of thinking and technology. silly thumbs ☹︎

ok so. time is like a person.. ya know? you always come back to who you’ve always been.. sometimes just around the corner. dancing is the grease to the gears — the antidote to tears. sneezing is like vacuuming. how many music life saves do we get? is it like cat lives, do we get nine? all good, nevermind. just chillin, it’s fine. are we there yet? asking for a friend.