RED IS THE NEW BLACK

Avatarrandom rantings and rabid retorts of a socially-retarded, decidedly high-strung, renewed romantic

48 after 29




“Age is strictly a case of mind over matter. If you don't mind, it doesn't matter.”
- Jack Benny


Last Monday I celebrated my 29th birthday. Of course, the de facto question would be how it feels to be twenty nine. I could respond with a complicated appraisal, but I’ve only been twenty nine for about two days. So expectedly, it would be a hasty generalization/ assessment if I pursue such an exposition.

Most would expect a rather lengthy post from me, replete with all manners of arcane and obscure references. Or an ardently obsessive outpouring; accomplished with enumerated and itemized interjections, gerunds and digressions. I would have actually, out of habit, but for now I think candor would suffice.

identifying independence


The question of independence is both subjective and objective; it is, in fact, contrarian. In as much as one could argue sovereignty, political and social constructs inclusive, being evidence to the establishment of the case of independence and its palpable manifestation to our reality, our sense of either of these are not as fully developed or realized as some may surmise.