Straying from my conventions and listening to contemporary complacency music (To Here Knows When) ... whatever I wrote about the new millennium on Y2J, where you'll open your floor-to-ceiling highrise window to a beautiful pixelart orange-blue New York scene... this music suits that too. This is beautiful. This isn't here, this isn't now, and that's okay. Letting go is okay.
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Weird thoughts today. I daydreamt of an oriental scene sometime pre-industrialization, when I should've been busy thinking of what was in front of me. Time seemed to not exist today.
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