she coronal on my mass till i ejection

meditated for the first time this morning since the fire. almost three years. it felt good, i need it back in my life

i think with my environment and too much of a mess therefore impairs my cognition

why’d they call it Taco Tuesday when Thaco Thursday was right there

that weird, low-level, numb kind of high that only NSAIDs can give you

whatever the function, the capacity to find things cute is one of my favorite things

not trying to be gross, just relishing in the simple profundity of how intestines look like reverse turds

moving my ear from cat to cat, comparing all the different purrs like a sommelier tasting wine

Halloween is the best holiday because the pervasive trickster energy of its accreted energy over time deflects the need to *try* to have a good time, which often ruins other holidays with try-hard drunken desperation. New Years Eve is the worst example of this phenomenon