Think I might work on some visuals.
Hardcore summer visuals.
And like, actually post something on my YouTube.
That I won't take down.
I think it has a lot to do with embarrassment and somewhat of a perfectionist.
I want to work more on my art.
And so the next thing I upload will be shitty but perfect.
I feel like I'm still a mystery.
Like, maybe my identity is a mystery?
I'm that person that, when I'm momentarily infatuated with someone through still motion, I crave to see them move through film.
Like, I wanna see their mannerisms and ticks.
I wanna hear their laugh.
I feel that connects me with this stranger who doesn't know I exist.
I like that, yeah.