Playing down in Austin, Texas at what might be one of the shittiest venues down there… Place smelt like a foot… I re-picked up smoking that night just to contribute to the cigarette smell in hopes that it would overpower “foot.”
Text Edit: I really didn’t know how I wanted to word this… I think what I meant at the time was the following…
Nothing is ever understood to the same extent or degree by everyone, but everything in existence can be appreciated purely based on the fact that it exists when much does not… Any deeper into it and I risk leaving the space time continuum and falling into a deep Pink Floyd Loop.
Incomplete spider I was making out of paper clips… because there was a time that I had that kind of time….
