Leave your body at the door.

This post is a tap dance down memory lane. I did what I could to create the effect using grayscale, since I couldn’t provide singing flowers or a goony looking sunshine. Despite how much of an acid trip cartoon I consider my past. Shit. Optimism.

I’ve never personally heard it in conversation, but there exists a proverb: “The more things change, the more they stay the same.”

I’ve never personally had a knack for tap dancing, either. So this concludes my act.

But before I quit…Happy Birthday, Lana! I luuurv you! =D