I sometimes wonder if my life isn't one big justification.
This foundation of mine. Built up of what? Television, hair product, dining out, home furnishings, nail polish, obsessive documentation of mediocre events. And for what?
Look at me with my ability to spend money on attractive things. Look at me standing in close proximity to these attractive things. Look at me doing my best to resemble an attractive thing. Look, how desirable. How impressive. How significant.