"Life before aesthetics."
Something to grow nostalgic of?
I'd like to think so.
Except that I'm still in that life.
I haven't crossed over yet.
I'm still simple.
Still cheap.
I find aesthetics in things other than the world tells me I should.
Nature. A road trip. Conversing with a stranger. A photograph.
Being unsure of where my life is going.
Yes. I'm quite content.
...in
"life before aesthetics."