what do you know when you're willfully distracted but you're pressing yourself for deadlines but you're, but you're, but you're. i often willfully, even eagerly, believe that fact is fiction, fiction fact. and only recently am i getting in trouble with myself over it.
FICTION: This weekend was perfect.
FACT: Someone stole my metrocard. Above cash, that in principle is very wrong.
FICTION: I'm sad it's the end of the semester.
FACT: I'm excited to go home.
FICTION: I'm working hard on all of the things that are due within the next 48 hours.
FACT: I'm listening to the new Animal Collective single on repeat and updating this blog.
FICTION/FACT: A hundred times have I thought New York is a catastrophe and 50 times: It is a beautiful catastrophe. -Le Corbusier
KO: fact wins, unfortunately.
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