Life, Anew – Thoughts on unexpected happiness

It does no good to think of selling everything and running away to a beach in Portugal. What if I don’t die? I’ll be wishing I had kept my things and missing my friends. I don’t entertain the future so much anymore. It’s a puzzle I just can’t work out.
Misbehaving has remained central to my ideas of pleasure and fun. Girls like breaking the rules too, and I think they should, often.
For years the only music I could stand was that of black artists, everything else was what I disparagingly called White People Music. As if white culture existed separate from me. I still love go-go and have no idea how to dance to White People Music.


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