THE STORM-CHASING URBAN ANIMIST

22 year old girl. Seeking gust of cold air. I don’t have everything together. Know that I am charmed and well protected. Seeking someone with similar instincts and a different perspective– the clarity of being alone, urban animism, the neurotic threat of tragedy, which masquerades as one of the few good dancers at this place. We’re surrounded by more than enough people, and we’re not kidding anyone. We want those walks alone more than anything right now. Let’s celebrate that. But I’m a little like a predawn morning. I think we’ll have plenty to do. Bring me a little puff of cold air. I’d love to sing your praises when you aren’t around. Seeking someones.