Don't Take Things Personally

Remember The New Yorker . You subscribed because you liked it. Then it taunted you with its endless words, pages and pages demanding to be read. It reminded you of all the time you didn’t have to spend reading The New Yorker . Whenever you glimpsed the growing pile, you felt mild panic. Every time you recycled an unread issue, you felt like a waste... See more

No one is thinking about you as much as you're thinking about you, and the same goes for your work. I spend zero time thinking about MY FAVORITE ARTISTS in the world unless something new of theirs comes out. And even then, I'll enjoy the hell out of it and continue on my day's agenda of worrying about shit like my own newsletter.

This is liberating!... See more

Life got way chiller once I stopped conceptualizing it as some grand story and instead as just a participant in the cosmic chaos just tryna have a good time

“When you consider things like the stars, our affairs don't seem to matter very much, do they?”