Tonight, I’ll try to say something smart, but I probably won’t remember the details.
Yesterday I think I made the right move, but I don’t recall which direction I went.
None of this is supposed to make any sense.
The notion that things are supposed to magically add up is an absurd fantasy developed and nurtured by an evil, artificial agency of greed.
A symmetrical society of lies.
The assembly line of bullshit.
So it’s time for a personal revolution. Or maybe a new pair of shoes will do the trick.
Smile and strut while everyone else stumbles through the dark.