OK, sure, I know: life sucks. I get it. It’s hard, it’s demanding – so many expectations – and you never seem to get what you want. So when you do, it’s like goddam, I got it, and it’s not that great. Hey, what’s that over there! And the money you keep crumpled in your pocket will mean nothing next week and the people look expressionless in their metropolitan hordes and fidelity is tough (so much to consider) and all the while people are shoving pamphlets in your face saying believe this! No, believe that! Wait, free muffins? I’ll believe you! And yeah, it’ll depress you and deject you and push you down, but then you hear a ditty like Peglau’s One Minute To Midnight Dream and it isn’t to your taste on first listen but then second third and fourth are kind of catchy and the banshees wailing sad, so sad, so sad, so sad! are all you think of but you don’t feel sad, you feel kind of happy and like you want to run for your life but not run away from your life for your life but run for it! RUN! I want to run for life! I want to run a marathon to support life and everything it offers and takes away and I’ll pay five crumpled dollars a mile and I’ll run ’til my thighs start fidgeting with my bones and shaking and my sphincter’s relaxing in an altogether alarming way but I’ll keep running running running ’cause I want to live goddamn it.
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