unreal how many similar thoughts/feelings i’ve had
This blog/diary has to start from somewhere sometime. Today is the day. My apologies to everyone who ends up here for no good reason. Lately I have felt a strong need to write down some true stories, in order to remember the weird stuff that’s been happening - and a lot of weird stuff tends to happen when you first find yourself in a city like NYC. Also I have a lot of friends scattered around the world, and not enough time to write each one properly. I will try to be as honest as I can because otherwise there is probably no point in doing this. Let’s see.
So, spring is here. I gotta say that NYC is the best city for drifting around alone, half drunk. Did that yesterday. At college I was heavily influenced by the Situationists, reading (about) them (even though reading Debord can be a bit of a pain in the ass) - at the same time wondering if these ideas could actually be put into practice. Ever since I have been really obsessed with the idea of dérivé which is basically urban drifting, just following your gut and going to wherever, following noises, smells, people etc. Psychogeography.
