I have on and off days when it comes to being an inherently, overbearingly hipster stereotype.
Today was definitely an on day. It hit me as I was explaining to an Indigo employee, as I drank soy chai while listening to Kid A, that I'm recreationally reading the three classic novels I was holding (The Great Gatsby, The Picture of Dorian Gray and On the Road) because exams are over and I have time to. Then I told him that I'm going to King's next year and he said "OHHH" like it explained everything he was witnessing about me, the barista listening to Radiohead, drinking soy chai and discussing pretentious literature.
And in that moment, I swear I was the epitome of a subcultural stereotype.
I didn't chose this, it chose me.This isn't even the worst of it.
Hearts,
Julianne
as Jack Kerouac would say, "..." um, i forgot, something about living fast, but that quote came when he was in New York City, so it's tough to say what it actually means exactly...
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