remember when i used to live for music

I knew tv was bad for me. I just didn't understand why.

You can't listen to music while you watch tv. Not really, anyway.

I blamed not having a proper stereo. I blamed my hard drive. I blamed everything. I never blamed being distracted.

I've read a book and a half in the last day. I walked three miles. I did everything but watch reruns of things I've seen a thousand times. It's good.

Not listening to music is never a good sign for my mental health. Clearly I feel better.

And in addition, annoying my late-partying neighbors with Leonard Cohen at 9:00 in the morning makes me surprisingly happy. Take this walts, with a clamp on its jaws, loves.

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