“happiness is a loaded gun” he thought to himself, wondering right away whether it was an original thought or a song he’d heard somewhere. This was the modern question: is this mine or is this someone else’s? 

It was someone else’s, he googled, but also not what he was thinking of which was the beatles’ happiness is a warm gun. 

But some other band - Hybrid Children - had beat him to the 'loaded gun’ alt by 2007 back when he was a freshman in college. What the hell was he supposed to do with this information? 

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the cuteness fades but the responsibility lingers, grows stronger actually. parenting 101. 

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these came after reading a couple more chapter’s in Jennifer Egan’s Look at Me. i love when a book makes me write and think a different way.