i was only trying to get my boot fixed. but the cobbler wasn't open on weekends. the english language is getting simpler but longer. cobblers are called shoe repairs now. cobbler is now a drink.i had animal collective on my headphones. i haven't heard much of it yet but it sounded like a soundtrack to random indie movies. so i felt as if i was in a movie as i walked in the bitter january wind. if i was in a movie, it must be about me, says my subjective consciousness.and i wonder if i had written a book about my life or shot a movie, whether anyone would consume it.



and, picture of the day: