

sometimes (but not all the time) i wish it was 2002 and i was in some kid’s backyard in a town in upstate new york playing a show i booked myself on a tour i booked myself with my best friends playing early 2000s mildly embarrassing emo music and feeling like we could accomplish literally ANYTHING.
other times i’m really glad it’s 2009 and i have a stable job and a beard.
other times i wish my life was even more stable and that i had an even bigger beard.
i just kinda alternate between these three.
