You Shouldn't Think Where You Sleep

The shit already hit the fan, so I guess we're just living like this now.

Lazy Sunday afternoon. Sometimes it helps you forget. The political climate is edging for disaster. The actual climate is already there. The apocalypse is looming and, despite being suicidal, I wonder if I'm really ready to die in the nuclear winter.

I'm lucky to be where I am. I've been trying to back away from toxicity. But, when the world is one big garbage dump it can be hard to avoid.

I want to give somebody a little hope that it's not all bad. All people aren't the epitome of evil. I want to help. I want to make things better. I want to clean up the shit mess and repaint the walls.