"Existence— well, what does it matter? I've existed for the best use I can. The past is now part of my future. The present is well out of hand." — Ian Curtis
I find it really kind of morbid that I sleep underneath a Joy Division poster but it seems one of the only people I feel connected to is Ian Curtis. And I have no idea why, it's 2:30 in the morning and instead of doing work to keep on track, I am watching documentaries on Bob Dylan and the Ramones. Documentaries I have seen dozens of times in the past five or six years of my life. I surely annoy myself since I cannot figure out why I am repetitive, perhaps because it feels safe in this routine, I am with these people more so than actual social interaction.
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