electromagneticious

IT ALL, explained.

They Are Few.

the way in.

the way out.

Palm Springs.

"and then he ate some radishes"

skinny years

space man

oh hey!

total eclipse

sunday morning

sundaymorning

my maine man

ugly

voicemail from my "best friend"

aliens

sub-subterraneans

moderation

all i ever wanted to be is moderate.
average, i didn't want to be the worst or the best
i didn't want to be humble because that
implied that i knew i was great but didn't want
to tell everyone else, and consequently making
myself greater through humbleness.
i want to be no better but no worse.
i want to be okay, good, able.
i am. i am able to do everything moderately well,
but once you become expert at anything or
talented, skilled, GOOD, at anything
it entails too many expectations,
comparisons, room for not being the best.
i am not bad. i am okay.
you are better, and because you're better
i am not the best. i am good.

you gotta make them a pillow on the hard ground

take care of all my children