apropos of nothing related to the above song:
I need to go easy on myself. I should step back and look at how much has happened in the last couple of years and allow myself to not suddenly be a 100% adjusted/balanced human being. These things take time to process and subside.
I know that my life is good and I should be happy and consider myself lucky, but things still feel weird underneath it all for some reason. That reason could be simply that I've never had so few stressors in my life and that in itself feels weird. Yeah, let's go with that for now. I've been functionally dysfunctional my entire life, why stop being so now that I've never had it so good?
Then I think, hold on, you lost both parents and the best job you ever had in the last 3 years. That leaves a mark. I'm not made of titanium.
How many blogs are titled apropos of nothing? Answer: exactly one shit ton. In fact, that is the official definition of a shit ton.
chances of me ever naming a blog apropos of nothing: negative one shit ton. Again, the International Bureau of Weights and Measures concurs.
/nothing
something related to the piece above/
done with the piece before lunch again! (it's 10:55am)
later attending a French-centric art exhibition opening. That's the way it was described to me. Sebastien Simon has a short film there. I'm fairly certain he would murder us if we didn't attend. That's not why we're going. We never miss events involving Sebastien in Busan. He's awesome.
but now.. off to the veranda to read