I have no idea what I'm doing.

I used to think "Bohemian Rhapsody" was a long song. Then I started listening to Led Zeppelin.

I used to think "Stairway to Heaven" was a long song. Then I listened to more Led Zeppelin.

I used to think "Achilles Last Stand" was a long song.

Now I listen to prog rock. My entire concept of what qualifies as "long" in terms of song duration has been severely and irreversibly warped beyond all recognition. I say things like "it's only 8 minutes long" and my friends look at me in horror. For they have not been where I have been. They have not known the things I have come to know. For I have gone where humankind was never meant to go and I have seen the face of God. And he spoke to me. And he said, "your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick." And I have nodded in assent and understanding.

Lol my favorite thing is joking that that's actually Jon on the original cover of "Time and a Word". I mean. Because. Well. I'm a terrible person. And we all know that Jon has some bountiful...tracts of land...

Dude, why are they trying to sell me horse supplements on Tumblr now what the fuck even is this

Depression's been really hitting me hard lately. I usually get seasonal depression in the summer, but it's usually gone before this far into August.