this morning #1250.

this morning, i get it. evolution’s a bitch. initially, my solution had been to hitch my wagon to the usual male grievances. insist that i’m not the problem. it’s hard out here for a guy like me, a type A who ain’t afraid of speaking his mind. they tell me that i need to adapt, that i’ve got to find a new way to be useful. the old way’s now “toxic.” it’s time to start a new chapter. that’s what they tell me. SO stupid, society. fine. now i’m here, stuffy & suited, pacing back & forth in front of an office building in an industrial park. trying to psych myself up, get the necessary mental momentum going. i’m the goddamn man. i ran my hands through my hair one final time. popped a mint in my mouth. made my way inside.