:/

so, i just finished listening to nin’s pretty hate machine which i had on audio cassette a million years ago. and in addition to “taking me back some” 13 years, it made me feel pretty insignificant in my life’s accomplishments. :/
to clarify: not because of the success of nine inch nails, but like i should have something to show for my (almost) 30 years on the planet. a house or something? a pulitzer prize? i dunno.
i think i’m just, as colin said it, terrified of becoming 30.