driving on north ave into the city.
I keep driving around and looking at all the advertisements everywhere. And they are everywhere. Billboards, signs, bumper stickers, benches, bus shelters, buildings, cars, trucks, people. Driving through any neighborhood I'm instantly immersed in whatever is popular or should be popular there—maybe twenty years ago. That's perhaps the most disturbing part to me, how old signs are just built over, the ink fading into the side of a building with a half-dressed woman proferring a beer plastered on top. I know the world isn't permanent, especially in the city, but it seems ridiculous that everything everywhere has to not only be impermanent but also meaningless. Does a candy bar really need to be everywhere, a beer, a gentleman's club, a law firm? In a life where everything that's beautiful is equally represented by something else that's expressly there to make me buy something, where is the meaning of anything? I feel like i'm living in a scary sci-fi movie set about fifty years from now.
i've got more on this but my brain is numb.
i've got more on this but my brain is numb.






