It’s time for us, as a species, to make a healthy admission.
The world we knew and loved, just years ago, is dead. It’s gone. It’s never coming back. Not even as a side mission in a GTA game. Now we are left with the nagging sensation that things were once better. It’s too painful to consider the reasons why. Hold on to the memory, and carry on.
Credit where it’s due: I just listened to Moby’s self-titled debut for the first time in ages, beginning to end. It’s pretty enjoyable actually. I really think it was the stench of Cool World.
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