This can never be loud enough.

An old friend of mine and I used to listen to this on the steps of my apartment in college. Conversations were befuddled and ambitious. Though I never quite remember them, there was an innocent triumphalism in them.

Life took a turn last week and I quit my job. I proved myself right in a stance I should have held with regards to trust.

I've spent the last week poisoning myself and my mind. I need to avoid doing that.


I just don't know. I hope what happened was an accident.




I am painfully aware of how this all sounds, but it is cathartic nonetheless.