I haven’t been kissed in over a year, now.
i was printing today and was randomly overcome with, like, a deep sadness.
i’m not sure why i responded to a simple “cool. okay.” text message the way i did.
i sat in my darkroom for a little while, unable to move, w/ my head against the wall thinking, “yo, i’m actually going to be alone for the rest of my life.”
for the most part, if i’m busy it doesn’t bother me.
but sometimes it sneaks up on me, just as it did today, in the middle of a pretty hectic printing session and i’m stuck.
i thought to ask Chris if he still loves me but decided against it, ultimately.
i figure if he did, he’d say so.
so there’s that…
i don’t know why i’m posting about this.
it’s not even interesting to me anymore and was probably never interesting to anyone who follows this thing.