SiggeStjaernstoft

I've now come to talk with myself, kind of speak to everyone, inside my head a little bit like J.D. from Scrubs. After watching another seven episodes all night I am, again, doing all my thinking in English. Probably because it's easier to express yourself if you pretend to be someone else. Or in fact nobody. This morning it've come to my mind that music is important for keeping my mind from less easy thoughts, even if I'm listening to a pop-cultural masterpiece like Belle & Sebastian's second album, If you're feeling sinister, or just some silly ABBA-song that goes "knowing me, knowing you, it's the best I can do."

I'm an emotionally and socially, seriously disturbed man.