EVERYONE has some weird ass way of expressing their selves. And I mean weird-ass in a cool way.
Really, the folks who don’t just buy a bunch of shit and talk about shit they bought. I feel like they all have some way to express a voice, some specific weird quirky craft that like, those “I will consume and think this is interesting” drives of the brain contribute to instead. I think.
Also, a personality quirk / probable flaw of mine has also affected the universe in a way that leads to greater sad. I’m actually looking forward to helping a buddy move before tonight’s shindigs to contribute and make some company. That’s like, literally, how you can keep on truckin’
with moving trucks!
har har har