In a way, I detest that your music is exactly what I like. Because then I can never erase you. And because I cannot erase you, I cannot reverse my life to what it was like before you appeared. What a dilemma hey? You think I'd be more concerned about things like getting a job.. or.. figuring out the purpose of my life.. but no. I'm sitting here indulging myself in auditory goodness and feeling absolutely disgustingly guilty for it. Particularly because my partner is not willing in the least. But then again we don't share musical commonality, so that's not a surprise, either way.