something i have been thinking about the past couple of days:
if i love norman rockwell does it make my appreciation for jackson pollock less valid?
if i like modest mouse does it mean that i'm not a true fan since i like a song by britney spears?
if i like getting dressed up for a drunk night downtown does it take away from the cliche of being a nerdy bookworm art student?
i don't think so. i don't think people can be placed into categories that easily but sometimes i find myself organizing the people i see into labeled boxes. it's not right. living things were not meant to be kept in boxes.