I hardly need to actually write a post, since I just gave everything away in the title, and I’ve already explained how I’m basically a supermassive black hole of self-involvement. But, well, I’m going to anyway. I got permission, and I haven’t written anything in a while.
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I’m a big fan of honesty and not hiding things, so let’s be up front about something: I am a complete failure when it comes to behaving like a grownup.
I’m thirty-two. I have no fucking clue how that happened — my best guess is that time snuck by while my back was turned, on a rocket or something.
Shit, lost the thread already. This does not bode well.
I’ve mentioned before that I like watching conspiracy documentaries. They’re currently a part of my creative process, and…oh hell, I could probably find a few more mentions, but I’m just too lazy right now.
Earlier today, I had a thought about the phrase ‘down the rabbit hole’, and how people seem to use it when talking about conspiracies.
I thought they were incorrect. I was wrong.