I woke up this morning and the first thing I thought was:
Taylor’s album is coming out in a week.
OH MY GOD.
if all the airports in new york don’t play “welcome to new york” as people are getting off their planes, a great opportunity has been missed
I feel like watching my dating life has become a bit of a national pastime and I’m just not comfortable providing that kind of entertainment anymore. I don’t like seeing slide shows of guys I’ve apparently dated. I don’t like giving comedians the opportunity to make jokes about me at awards shows. I don’t like it when headlines read ‘Careful, Bro, She’ll Write a Song About You,’ because it trivializes my work.
I don’t know if I’ll have kids. It’s impossible not to picture certain scenarios and how you would try to convince them that they have a normal life when, inevitably, there will be strange men pointing giant cameras at them from the time they are babies. I’m too young to get married. Not agewise, but I know myself, so why try to meet someone right now when I know I’m too young to do something serious?
Track 1 #1989
I’ll walk now with them
I’ll call on their names
And I’ll see their thoughts are known
Not gone, not gone