tonight i had the wonderful opportunity of seeing a drag queen perform in a museum, talking and singing about conceptual ideas in a room filled up with some strange sense of love, camaraderie, and some sort of vibe I can’t seem to recollect.
i think this is what college is supposed to be about, or
i think this is what your life is supposed to be about at such an age.
But who prays for Satan? Who, in eighteen centuries, has had the common humanity to pray for the one sinner that needed it most?
do u remember that time at outsidelands when i wanted to see youth lagoon but it was at the same time as young the giant i said fuk it and i went (my blanket and I) to youth lagoon and i laid that thing down on the very patchy grass on a little hill and i stretched out and closed my eyes and listened.
Froth reaching to the Fruit, she pluck’d, she eat
Earth felt the wound, and Nature from her seat
Sighing through all her Works gave signs of woe
That all was lost.
- Paradise Lost (Book IX) // Milton
Anonymous: Glad you're enjoying college! It's a unique and unforgettable experience
thank you! I feel like I should be a bit more homesick than I actually am, but I think that’ll hit me later. But seriously, I’m very happy right now :-)
I don’t know what it is, but I’m having the best damn time of my life.