I love being backstage, going on adventures, and obscurity. Come what may.
No, I’m not depressed. Just questioning how meaningful my actions are in the context of an ever expanding and changing universe in which my independence is not equal to my freedom.
ugh. where’s all the GOOD music these days. it’s all just rapping and beibers and directions. i miss the days where i could go into the local tavern and hoist a mighty flagon of mead to a jaunty tune on the lute of a young bard