it's not much, but it ain't much.

all spots to black; man of many instruments. own them, play them. sing to them. shut up - it's not weird. you are.

How to wake up when you’re me in 1985

Set casio alarm watch for 6:30; crawl downstairs and turn on stereo amp wired to the whole school; at 6:45 exactly, throw the switch and let Vivaldi fill the hallways.

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