How am I supposed to do my silly little music job and live my silly little life when my state's government is falling apart, kids are being shot, women's bodily autonomy is STILL under attack, inflation is skyrocketing, the earth is dying, gen z is being attacked & discredited...
Saw one of my best friends today for the first time in 4y - we spent about 5 minutes parked outside a diner trying to compose ourselves because we saw a sign on the door that said "Please, no outside." And we just kept saying that to each other and laughing.
And in that moment the combined energy of being together again, and laughing even more as a result of trying to force ourselves to stop laughing, was a kind of energy I think I had been missing since I saw him last? Something inexplicably silly, familiar, and good.
I saw Mars Attacks pretty young (4y/o) and it gave me nightmares for weeks. My mom kept telling me "it's not real", which translated to "that wasn't a real movie" in my brain. And I didn't discover that Mars Attacks WASN'T a figment of my imagination until I was a preteen.