I liked it before you did

Taste ain’t what you like. It’s when you liked it. There’s a guilty pride in finding something before the world catches on. Just a simple joy in knowing you were there first.

I enjoy seeing the shape of a thing before it’s fully formed, and admiring it for what it is before it becomes what everyone else says it is.

That early appreciation is the art. You gotta have the original, not the mass-produced copy. The memory of it belonging just to you, even for a moment, is golden.