Number 1
Number 1
Number 1
Isn't it strange how much you can connect with someone you've never met.
Isn't it weird that you can relate to someone who's nothing like you.
Isn't it amazing that nothing is certain.
There's no way of knowing what's real and what isn't.
Are you really reading this or are you imagining this?
Am I even writing this?
Who's to say?
Is it all worth it?
Is it all a simulation?
Someone called Micky just commented on one of my TikToks.
If I was to name a child Micky I'd spell it like Mickey.
As in Mouse.
They commented again.
I'm gonna go see what they said.
They said well done on hitting 2k.
It's strange how something like that can make you feel better.
Validation from a complete stranger.
I might not publish this.
It seems personal.
Which I suppose it is.
I'm literally just writing down every thought in my head.
It's almost 11am and I'm still in bed.
My backs really sore.
I would love to go to one of those chiropractors.
I think that's what they're called.
The videos you see of people popping joints and stuff.
It looks so satisfying.
I might go out today.
I want to go vinyl shopping.
The last vinyl I got was Let It Bleed by The Rolling Stones.
My favourite song on it is probably Gimme Shelter.
Which is kinda basic.
But I love it.
It's a remarkable song.
Each time I hear it I think of the drug scene in Goodfellas.
That's my favourite movie.
I love mafia/mob movies.
And TV shows.
Like The Sopranos.
I want to get a Doors vinyl.
Their debut album.
Or maybe Their Satanic Majesties Request by The Rolling Stones.
I think it's one of their best albums, and criminally underrated.
My favourite song from it is probably Citadel.
Or maybe She's a Rainbow, which, again, is basic.
But it's popular for a reason I suppose.
Should I publish this or not.
I take comfort in knowing probably no one will read it anyway.
I'll publish it then probably delete it after two weeks.
I should probably get out of bed now.
August 1st, 2021
