fiddle me this

at what point does celebrating the past become Spitting on the present?

when does sweet nostalgia sour into Depression or Unhappiness.

when are you officially in a Rut?

i’ve become that Annoying dude who never shuts up about his “travels to nepal,” or whatever.

a monotoned sensation.

one hit wonder.

Fuck you.

i’m not tone deaf.

i just need a new fiddle.