nothing but emptiness and time. imagine how years go by without anyone to notice or consider what a difference it makes. the apartment smells like stale smoke of two varieties while the tv is on, muted but alive. i wanna hold your hand. the movie, about the beatles first television appearance in america plays. nothing to do or say because there's no one to do or say anything with or to. they're always having more fun on tv because reality doesn't hold anything back.