The urge to disappear, to shed one’s identity and reemerge in another, surely must be as old as human society. It’s a fantasy that can flicker tantalizingly on the horizon at moments of crisis or grow into a persistent daydream that accompanies life’s daily burdens.
Guilt, fear, meaning, love, loneliness, death. These words, you realized, were all the same. Everything was all the same. There was what there was, and that was all there was; there was you, and you were everything. These moments would last seconds, minutes, or maybe an hour, and they were euphoric. They could happen from reading, looking at a painting, from music— from any kind of art, really, or from witnessing or experiencing something startling or strange; but never from other people. These moments you could almost cry. Life was simply, obviously, and beautifully meaningless.
If people under 30 made the laws, 38 states would have gay marriage and if people over 65 did – no gay marriage for anyone! Also – Lindsay Lohan on Project Runway, Natalie Portman Mila Kunis…
Crystal & Intern Hot Laura tell you what’s going on this month in music; like the Red Hot Chili Peppers, The Veronicas, Tegan & Sara, Patrick Wolf, William Fitzsimmons, Lights, The National, The Dead…
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