i'm not really sure what's going on anymore.
since the summer, i've been in a state of constant fluctuation, which at times is really exhausting,
i don't know where art is heading, i don't know where this country is heading. i'm deferring from my senior year of acting at emerson college because i felt like academia (but like capitalism and america as a whole) was telling me to move on when maybe the most intense summer of our lives just happened. so i've had a lot of time to reflect, play, do drugs, rest, breathe, dance, make friends, and kiss.
i've started playing music more