LISTENING TO: If I ever feel better – Phoenix I remember that night well, the night I turned 21. I had just come home from one of the coolest birthday parties ever. I had booked a night at a disco with a pool. Needless to say, before midnight I had ended up in the water with half of my guests, and the new CK clothes my mom had decided to give me were all ruined from too much exposure to chlorine. I loaded Telépopmusic’s “Breathe” onto my CD player and started thinking about life going by, four o’clock in the morning, what I had done and what I wanted to do and be. And I remember very well that there was that little voice, deep down … that I didn’t want to listen to and that I said to myself, “no to this thing I will never give space and it will never be part of me” just ignore it and I will be like everybody else. At that time I was dating more than a few girls in college, yet I felt something was wrong, I was watching all the people close to me starting relationships, kissing and being happy. I somehow got off to a good start, at least at that time, but then when things started to get …
