I thought my new cassette player was broken. Pissed off, I called the electronic appliance store. No one picked up. A second try, still no one. I decided to go to the store on Sunday. I wanted to buy an electronic pot that could be used with a portable battery in case the power goes out someday. On the train to work I looked up some cassette players, trying to figure out which was my favorite. It felt like an endless chase, seeking perfection is exhausting. I usually never do, but for some reason -- perhaps as a way to escape the chaotic reality that we live in--- I am looking for a perfect piece of electronic appliance. At least I have control over that, although I cannot move an inch of politics. 

 I joke around telling my friends that I am a YouTube commentator; meaning I make stupid comments on YouTube videos. It's my way of practicing placing words to my thoughts. I know it's a waste of time, but still feel the urge to. I like the invisibility, of not being anyone, of trying in vain. The vanity helps me stay grounded.  It's like scribbling your philosophy on the wall, or a cat scratching the tree to file their nails , and mark their existence. Pretty sure no one will preserve it as a piece of art, I am no Keith Haring, although It would be interesting if someone took a screenshot of one of my comments and framed it in the Museum. Whoever that is, shall be my soul-mate. Last night I commented on one of Ben Shapiro's videos to tell him that his rotten soul is reflected in his eyes. The next day, he stopped posting videos with his picture in the thumbnails. Coincidence? Most likely, but coincidence is god's language. 

 Well anyways,  the tape recorder that I thought was broken turned out to be just fine. The batteries I kept on cramming into the poor little machine were all dead. A typical mistake, but I am relieved that my endless quest for the perfect tape recorder is over. "Welcome back!"  I take a look at the black plastic tape recorder playing a pink cassette by Clementine, and it looks more charming than ever. "What a tape recorder-looking tape recorder you are." Perhaps I should appreciate what I have now now at this moment. Yes, that's all god is asking for.