I always get depressed this time of year

Silly reason, really. But it’s Nobel season, and even though I know better, every year there’s just that little voice inside of me thinking, like, maybe this is my year. I know. I know. It’s ridiculous. I tell myself, don’t even think about it. But I can’t help it. I get my hopes up. And then they announce the winner and I’m just crushed. I mean, nothing against the guy this year, the dude who loaned money to the poor people or whatever. Very cool idea. It’s just — I don’t know how to put this. Well, I know a computer or a music player maybe just seems like a piece of consumer electronics. But that’s not the only way of looking at it. And in this other way of looking at it, you could kind of start to see certain things as being kind of transformative, in a cultural kind of way. Well, that’s all I’m going to say about it. Peace out.