Somethings shouldn’t be written, at least not for a while.
Because we all have difficulty… we all have suffering… we all suck as people sometimes… and sometimes that last part goes on for way too long.
Me… not you.
And the universe has a way of delivering a swift… yet firm… kick to one’s ass when one ducks (famn auto correct) up. There is so much fuckery out there already today and it’s time to… as my, now 5 year old daughter would say… Let it go.
All of it.
And life will go on.