dawn

And fuck being stressed out over the goings on of internet life.

Fuck your meme culture.

Fuck your group think or the comfort you find in it.

I will do this until I die, but if I let it upset me,,

(Something’s wrong)

I think so.

I think I have stumbled in that regard.

Makes me angry.

Which ruins my typing time,

Which makes me more angry.

So uh, fuck you, I guess.

Maybe I’ll go back to whiskey down the road, Kratom is not the best for creativity, so sayeth Justin.

I have a meeting with my boss tomorrow and we have good conversations, he has a wild story happening with his dad, and drugs, and homelessness,,, very interesting and with a lot of heart.

I wish I could be more like him.

He’s deeply planted in the internet , but the in, not the out. Meaning, he reads posts, he doesn’t post.

I like posting more, and I have no Idea why.

There’s a book I’ve been meaning to read, about creativity, and on the occasion when you can push past crippling depression and self loathing,,,, you might want to create.

(Wouldn’t you have to like humans?)

To a degree.

I suppose you’d have to like people to a degree, if you gave a fuck about making anything for them, or saying anything for them, or bringing any emotion to their miserable ass existence,..,.

I dunno…

I wish I wasn’t so fucking wrong, and I wish I was more steady in thought and mood.

But whatever.

Not dead yet.

ANd if people really wanted to kill themselves, and to be gone,,, wouldn’t it be our responsibility to help them achieve that goal, without pain?

DO you enjoy watching people suffer?

A wounded animal, lashing about, in the throws of death, screaming for its very life.

(Being alive is powerful)

Say it true.

It really is. Overwhelming even..

(Are you talking about physician assisted suicide?)

I am.

I think it should be free and available to every person over 40. For real though. Think how much time we could save. Think how much suffering we could bypass.

That’s not sad.

It’s fucking humane.