Old anxieties
Tick tock tick, I let things go on not worrying too much about the stuff that I worry about. Those big anxieties, those great dreads I had as a youth, they sometimes just nudge me a little to say we are still here. It may no longer be a worry that the world will end before you die, but the world ending is still a pretty fucked up thing. And look at it so its best to kill itself in spectacular and mundane ways.
Storytime again
All the voices are played be the one actor,...
November 23
