The equation Bubble Tea = Something to Look Forward To depressurizes the misery of capitalism and is a Hello Kitty band-aid on the festering wound of Neo-Liberalism.

I light candles. I meditate. And I don't believe in anything. By default I move simultaneously towards mysticism and atheism. It's not something that's ever going to get fixed.

There doesn't seem to be a lot of stance from the outside of that world to disagree.

If you're with an agent and they don't like where your work is going - the pressure behind it is the pressure of the hierarchy which says "I know what I am talking about," which I find offensive.

For me it comes down to one thing: I'm trying to follow my own nature.

Some things are so sad that they have no name. I have tried to name them and I can't.

But I know what it means to crave what you're not. To want to sew up that rift because it's exhausting to hold it open. Sometimes you just need to be someone else, someone who doesn't care about anything at all. I know I do. I want emptiness but I can't have it.