I’m in a bar full of young, young people, it’s late at night, everyone has been (and still is) drinking heavily and the first of three bands has just started playing. I’m here for the night because I am driving the bands around this evening.

I’m sitting here completely sober, surrounded and ignored.

Oh for fuck sake.

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I play bass, I cook, I look out the window. Sometimes I prefer wondering what's out there to going out and looking. But not all the time. I only recently learned that leaving two spaces after a full stop is obsolete.

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