Hey I'll have you know, getting drunk and reminiscing can be nice - I mean sure, if you do it too often, people will start asking questions, but on a nice occasion, especially if you're on the afterburn of an otherwse nice party, it can be okay.

You know I tend to do this thing where I act like you're not even here, dear valued reader, and I'm just gonna do one of those again. I like to read them once in a while and cringe at how my problems are besically still the same as back then.

So. To start off, I like myself some nice music. Music has always been an influencing factor in my life, to tell the truth. I cannot pride myself on knowing much about music - for it is like an ocean and I am just a snail/alpaca? - but I have always found that in the music, there is a language beyond the words, like an apparition from another dimension into which - I find - I can see so very clearly. And sometimes, I can't really take it and then I just cry. And it's not the bad kind of crying, honestly, it's more like "redemption". I crave it. I feels like it makes me happy, all things considered.

(So like, a Snailpaca, maybe?)

Music is also kinda the only thing that I cry about these days. I guess that could be construed as bad thing. I mean, people don't really talk about themselves crying, do they? So what would I know? I just hear that you need to cry sometimes, man, or else all your insides explode like a really nasty thing. I heard it from that cute short Disney did, with Nessie. It's really cute. Also life. Not so cute.

Hey you know what? Let's make this a thing. I'm gonna end this in a question right here: When did you cry last?