this morning #2125.

this morning, there was no one around for me to complain to so i had to ask myself “what in the world’s going on with this world?” i definitely didn’t have an answer to that question but i didn’t let that stop me from trying to figure it out. spent the whole morning obsessing over everything that’s currently going wrong. big & small. public & private. obvious & not. tried not to spiral after almost quickly realizing that we’re pretty much fucked. around noon, i paused for a sec. took a deep breath. did an about-face. asked myself “what’s the point of it all?” not sarcastically. didn’t have to think too hard to come up with a few dozen bright spots. not enough to offset the mountain of misery. just enough to steady the ship for now.