The junk mail I receive seems to speak for my brand. Today, National Geographic told me that I’m a worldly person:

VISA told me that I should simplify:

The landlord vaguely implied that I might be violating a city ordinance:

I am not violating this ordinance.

So what does this boil down to? I am a worldly person who values cultural exchange and who needs to simplify, and apparently I am the type of person who should tolerate vague but harmless threats from my property manager.

What kind of beer would I drink? What kind of car would I drive? Where would I vacation? If I find my brand, will I find an identity? At times, I think the corporations have got me figured out better than I do myself.

My god. Hoping to get some more interesting mail tomorrow.