I’m half laughing at myself right now; I feel like I’m posting subtly cryptic stuff in my AIM profile or something. But I don’t particularly care; the beauty of being young is that I can blame my age for my immaturity. Win.
The music in this song isn’t especially great. And the pronouns keep changing inexplicably (seriously, why are all my favorite songs grammatically incorrect?). But it seems relevant. I like it. I’ve been searching Bruno Mars because his some “Somewhere in Brooklyn” keeps playing at my work and it’s so kitchy cute. Plus, it’s New York themed. And I’m a little nostalgic for “home”.
“A man can do what he wants, but not want what he wants.”
-Arthur Schopenhauer
