(I’m bringing back “rambling posts”, because this is all I do here now.) I’m writing this in the dark. Well, almost. It’s sunset. The 25th of May, a lovely Monday, at 6:45PM, second stick of Cigarette within the hour, 30 minutes of dancing to Harry’s second record. Currently at Fine Line. Majestic. I binge-watched The Midnight Gospel at around 12:00AM today, and ugly cried at Episode 8. I loved the show so much that I