i'm not really sad, or at least i have nothing to be really sad about, so i assume it's the latter. i'm starting to fill my currently rather sparse life with purchases, though since the purchases are mostly music that will keep, i don't feel so bad about it. i mean, there's more interesting stuff in these songs than in most people. not cynical; just true, because it's much easier to lend your own interpretation to music, it's much easier to synergize with it. it won't spring any surprises on you, and yet it's numinous enough to have external meaning. good music is, anyway.
i'm torn about track eight. the cd skips on track eight. i don't particularly like track eight, but perhaps i should take it back. on the other hand, it was the only copy at the store and i really do like some of the other songs on it, all of which appear to be fine.
i've decided what i need in my life. i need someone who is to me what i am to others, in a very SAT-analogy sense of the word. but this person probably doesn't exist.
god damn it. i just don't have anything profound to say. i just want to sit here and listen to sad music. not for any deep reason. not every moment has to be unique.