Get Over What I Said Before.

I find myself wondering: why does everything taste so good this year?

Is it because of my current stable position, my accumulated knowledge, my pickiness and my reservation of love that until now seemed so wise? Is it because I have gotten over that jadedness and pushed myself over into productivity? Have I been divinely inspired? Is it because I cannot stop talking now?

Now I cannot stop talking and writing and loving it all.

Am I hopeful again? There are political rock stars rising on the horizon, new musicians in my bedroom, new spaces where I can fit, new paintings on my wall.

Did everything just get better? I feel like it did. Or does this happen to everybody?

Why do I like these movies and these stories and these bands so much? Why is Silent Shout so marvellous? Why can I not keep myself from thinking about Volver and Children of Men? Why do the Long Blondes and Love Is All keep me on my toes and I feel like I did ten years ago? Why did that YouTube link about the ducks jumping from a tree rupture such a vein of happiness?

Any insights into this would be extraordinarily helpful. In the meantime, I intend to update at least three times a week and figure it all out.