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My self-summary
I asked my therapist "How do I know you're really my therapist and this isn't some kind of simulation? How do I know you're not some invader from some outside reality and this isn't a disguised interrogation?"

(I am fun at parties)

He paused briefly and then replied, "Because I wouldn't tolerate you giving me information this slowly."
What I’m doing with my life
Literature. Cinema. Art.

Writer, teacher, cognition analyst, frontier psychiatrist, philomath, tourism executive, preposterous folk hero, avant garde sommelier, philosophical criminal, renaissance stoner.
I’m really good at
Good with my hands.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
My mother likes to tell the story of when I was five years old, perhaps six, she asked me if I'd like to go to Disneyworld (or land, I don't know the difference) to which I apparently replied "I'm sorry, I've got some reading to catch up on."

Books and literature are very, very important to me.
Six things I could never do without
Some time ago, I was hiking across the distant parts of some economically devastated third world country with vast, scenic landscapes for perpetually uninventive white people to spend time instagramming, after spending time in a bunch of dirty band t-shirts speaking broken portuguese at a series of hostels, when I realized, you know what, I didn't like any of that shit. And my feet hurt. And I had no idea why I was there, other than people had constantly been telling me it was grea.

I'd already been to nineteen countries, been all over the various landscapes of the earth and I legitimately just preferred the city parts to this weird fixation on the empty landscapes of nature. Just a nice cup of coffee at a nice, semi-busy cafe with plenty of seating. A strong drink at some dimly lit dive bar. Bookstores readily available. Movie theaters everywhere. Galleries and art shows. A place where you can buy exciting and new drugs from a stranger outside some kind of gothy club night where everyone is pretending that's still a thing. A place where you can find yourself staring up at the tall buildings at 3 am marveling at the inventiveness of architecture while also trying to figure out how much battery your phone has left.

A glorious constantly reinventing urban playground of endless entertainment. That's the best part of the world, to me. So now I stick to cities, and it's much better.

Don't have to have as many different kind of shoes on me.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
I haven't been on here in a couple years, so now I see they've replaced all the monotonous poly people with monotonous tech people. perhaps in the next couple years we'll have a miracle and get monotonous poly tech people.

wait, is that how polytechnic institutes start?!
On a typical Friday night I am
staring at a half empty bar with my tie down a button and thinking about how hard it is to do good, to be good.
You should message me if
you can talk a good amount of shit and you can keep up. you look smokin' hot in glasses.

listen; I'm not everyone's cup of tea. I know that about myself. I'm still carry that intense east coast bluntness and ideology with me.
The two of us