It's just me yo.
No, really. THIS is how I do it.
I think about a lot of random stuff and I like to write it down. I believe in a lot of things and I think an equal amount of stuff is total crap. I am a cynical optimist. I am real. I like synchronicity and idiosyncrasy. My brain works quickly, which does not guarantee accuracy but is not A.D.D. Usually my mouth works even more quickly. I thought being really tall and living in Asia was pretty cool; but I am super glad to be back in California now. I want to be happy, bendy and satisfied... Because really, who wouldn't?-
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“Wait… did we miss it?” Avoiding Fomo in Chicago.
Norah: Are you sad that we missed it? Nick: We didn’t miss it. This *is* it. Live music has a very special appeal to me. Always has. As such it is very hard for me to pass up opportunities to … Continue reading →
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