Wednesday, April 22, 2015

well, it's a post

Wow, what a horrible, horrible day.  Just amazingly, grindingly, stupidly awful.

At least there are best friends and cute sleepy kitties.  And a really, really comfy bed waiting for just this moment when I say "fuck it" and give up on consciousness for the rest of this stupid twirl of this stupid planet around its stupid axis.

And at least there is the complex and chaotic, but also still and deep, continuous current of love.


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