Hi! Do you remember blogs? Well, this used to be one. Now it just serves as an archive for my multiple Twitter accounts.
I’m getting old! Yeah, I know, nothing new here, and screw you. I’m getting old, I said. A little walk in the Marais for a few minutes to celebrate the arrival of spring, and I’m feeling homophobic. There I am: I’ve become completely unable of going out with a twenty-year-old twink who spends his nights clubbing. Have I become old, or only an adult? And which of these options frightens me most?