daydreaming up extinction events i could text you about
“guess we’re all gonna die!
“do you wanna hang out?”

i started writing this song a few months after a break-up, when i was crossing the street & found myself with the idly wistful intrusive thought “if i got hit by a car & ended up in the hospital that would totally be fair game to text my ex about even though we haven’t talked in a while”… which is obviously a pretty extreme way of internally expressing the (scary, i guess???) feeling of “i miss talking to this person & wish we could reconnect”. it got me thinking about the ways i crave exaggerated external circumstances that are completely out of my control to bypass the vulnerability of having wants or needs & how i guess maybe it might theoretically be possible to let your knowledge of what your priorities would be at the end of the world dictate how you live in it now