Man, the world is fucking crazy, life is crazy. Total chaos.
I have a reaction to the insanity: I clean my room so it feels like something is under my control. I listen to cheesy vocal trance music and enter a trance of my own when I’m sweeping and mopping. I like to occupy some semblance of order in the only corner where I can establish it.
I know the list is called guilty pleasures, but honestly i don’t feel that guilty about the cheese it contains, i own it. It takes all kinds of songs to get by.
Listen, i believe in life after love, man…truly.
For more swifter pads with my coffee:
