i’m watching Fame, 1980

it takes place in america i recognize, the vital, colorful, optimistic america of the late 20th century. these days something seems drained, beat, mechanical, scared

in 1930 people were scared, but they expected things to get better soon. by 1931 they realized they were sure enough screwed for a long time to come and who knew how bad things were going to get

its been over ten years now, twelve really, since the last boom. waiting for things to pick up is getting gritty and stale

america will shine again, i’m sure. but there’s something i’ve learned from my divorce - to be reborn, you have to die some first