Dividing Line.

The music I want to play when having sex with strangers I met off Grindr.

This year felt really short.

I’m not a particularly religious person but I do have beliefs in the supernatural in a sense. I can’t help but think that the universe itself is “alive” in some weird way. There’s so many little details I see throughout my life that I can’t help but think were put there intentionally and are meant to be symbolic or are meant to help me come to certain conclusions.

So with that in mind, I can’t help but get the feeling that the uneventful and short nature of 2020 is meant to be like a prologue or something. Like, the prologue to the next stage of my life. Next year I’ll finally be 18 and I’ll be forced to deal with the all-consuming expectations of being an adult in America. I haven’t figured out what I’m going to do after high school so it feels exciting to think about in a way.

My plans include going to the gym to with dad to fix my obesity problems. (Last time I checked my weight I weighed like, two hundred and fifty something pounds or whatever) I also really want this COVID shit to be over with by the time my birthday happens in June so I can finally go to driver’s school and start participating in 1 one night stands on Grindr which is another reason why I need to hit the gym. I want to make sure I look great before I try chatting up some hot guys.

I wanna get around to starting driver’s school next year but dad doesn’t want me to start driving because I haven’t “learned the basics” yet. What is the basics you ask? Riding bikes. As if that has fuck all to do with driving cars. I have never wanted anything to do with bikes since I was 3 years old. I remember that I tried to learn how to ride a bike at around that time and I got the first wound I remember getting in my life. That made me swear to never ride a bike ever again. I can’t believe my dad is being such a stubborn cunt.

Christmas was pretty uneventful this year though that makes sense due to what year this is. My new years resolution is to start going to concerts. I’ve been lowkey wanting to for years. My biggest fear is the thought of one of my favorite currently active bands sudden breaking up before I have the opportunity to go to a concert. I need to stop procrastinating and realize that bands aren’t gonna just last forever and wait for me. If I keep procrastinating then I’ll run out of time and it’s gonna be all my fault.

I have nothing more to say about the Year of the Bean People, so let’s let it end.