I was planning to post a List Of Updates From My Life here today, but I’m just not in the mood to do it. I’m tired, but in a good way; and my mind feels like a quiet room where you go to spend Saturday afternoons in peace and untalking. Like a library full of old books with a window and an armchair and pillows on the floor. Or a bed with many blankets on it, and a laptop and familiar sitcoms. And soup. Or maggi. And socks. But now I’m clearly just naming all of my favourite things. I’ll stop.
Anyway, Zonk, here’s something that’s not just a random update-
I feel older these days. In an oddly comforting I-can-do-this sort of way. A woah-so-I’m-an-adult-afterall sort of way. It’s been a long time coming but it’s here, and the weird thing is, it feels sort of nice.
I guess I never really believed I had it in me to be a grown up. Not that I’ve done anything too grown up yet, but I will. Soon.
In the spirit of this post, here’s a song for you to listen to, if you haven’t heard it already. It’s exuberant and doomful and awesome all at once. I love Dan Mangan, and he deserves to be a whole lot more famous.