So I went to a TWICE concert. Twice. Ha. This return to LA trip I had: a heart to heart with good friends, road BIRD scooters for the first time around DTLA, nearly ate the pavement off said scoot, met new friends on set, ate great food and took my sister to our second round of barking at pretty Korean women. Peak sibling bonding time. I’d say I’m a very purposeful and particular human being. If there is no purpose than why am I doing this, watching this, wasting my time on this? I’m always trying to set up my next move, build more of myself, and force feed growth. But as of recent I’ve been enjoying the simplicity in just existing. Just being a rock for a bit. Not worrying about money or work or art or meaning. Just spending an OBSCENE amount of money on a trip that made no sense for myself other than to take my little sister to see her favorite girls on stage again. And it was fun. This dumb little trip made me happy. I guess that’s good enough for me.🫰🏻