HaWK//.
i have a few bad habits.ok. i have a wide variety of bad habits.
we're only going to discuss this specific one right now though.
whenever i hear a song
or watch a movie/hbo/the youTubes.
or read a novel
or listen to a personal story.
i relate the situation to my own life
instead of hearing it as an unrelated story.
now in my defense, i don't do it cause i'm an asshole.
i am an asshole.
[or at least i've been told that enough so that
i'm finally starting to believe it.]
the reason i do it is because i feel that by relating
someone's personal issues to my own life
i'm able to gain a better understanding of how they
are being affected emotionally (authentically?)
dr. von breakbeat
therapist, apparently.
nightHaWK//.
now back to the issue at hand.
i have a serious problem because of it.
it's hard for me to truly enjoy anything for what it's supposed to be.
ex.
when i hear the song
"Use Somebody" by Kings of Leon
i feel like i'm the one who can use somebody
& when i hear the song
"Heart of the City (Ain't No Love)" by Jay-Z
i feel like there really is no love in the heart of the city.
but the city i currently live in.
not brooklyn. (not yet at least.)
& when i hear the song
"Magneto & Titanium Man'' by Paul McCartney/Wings...
umm.
well, i guess i just kinda think about Magneto.
that's a bad example.
the major question is why can't i get past
the mental block that stops me from enjoying something
as a work of art
or a work of fiction?
why do i have to search & stretch to find connections
between myself & Sean Bateman?
or Thom Yorke
or Daniel Plainview.
or Godzilla.
this is not new.
even when i was younger & in a punk band &
wearing high socks/cargo shorts/skateboarding sneakers
[even though i can't skateboard]
i'd go/play a show & instead of just watch/listen/spit game at emo-girls
i would just criticize the other band(s) for what
they were doing wrong/what i would do instead.
and still hit on emo-girls.
that never changed.
what can i say, i like glasses, flats & swoopy hair/bangs.
nightHaWKcity//.
total side note.
i almost crashed my car when i looked
at the sign for the east dynasty buffet,
a shitty chinese buffet
in the shitty shopping center
outside the shitty burbs'.
fucking unreal.
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