I can’t do a thing about any of it. So reading the news is just like picking a scab: Should stop, don’t know how.

Art is to be given away, like love or like peace. Animals, plants, and people are life, and life is to be kept.

We are in a place where perception matters more than reality. Which makes it increasingly difficult to care about reality.

But long ago, I accepted the fact that in this lifetime, at least, my role is to bear witness. Monitor & annotate!

patches of snow

But never miss out on an opportunity to beat up on yourself, right?

you are incapable of love if can’t love anything when it’s ugly

Forgive yourself and move on already

Regrets are only useful if there’s some chance at a do-over since regrets needle you to do things over in a different way.

I forgive myself.

neck crick.

never enough time

covid covid everywhere

to what end?!

this body aint forever

i use to be sorry for everything but i'm no longer sorry, actually i wish i acted worse

you have to be very, very careful when it comes to figuring out what’s a sign, what’s a coincidence, and what’s a delusion

All I want to do is eat fruit and watch Dateline.

neck crick

Confession is a form of self-indulgence