Tiktok As Incomplete Memoir 1.0 (Transcript)

An unwieldy experiment from someone who used to watch a lot of vlogs on Youtube

I guess it shouldn't feel weird anymore that people flirt with me. But it still does. I forget myself, how I appear from the outside. When I look at candid photographs it’s like meeting an old friend. 

I could only see his eyes, the black Berkeley Bowl hat and mask covering every inch of his face. But I saw how they darted across me, how tenderly he plac…