Saturday, March 29, 2008

Who needs antidepressants when you have a dog? Like the title of one of Bulgakov's novels, I have the heart of a dog. They're so sensitive to music; it's so easy to relate because they feel so many of the emotions that I do. Pink Floyd makes her melancholy, anxious; Interpol calms her down; just as I would expect, because that's the same way those songs make me feel as well. There are no mysteries, it's almost too real. Frightening and comforting. I don't feel so alone anymore.

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