I was a little drunk, but my heart still dropped. He was drunk too, and he wouldn’t have noticed if I didn’t point it out. It was painful to see and even more painful to leave, but I couldn’t do anything till the morning. It needed to be sterile and proper. Everything can be fixed, but you’ve got to know how to fix it.
Today is my birthday and it’s also my blog’s birthday and it’s also a 14-hour day.
I’m still consuming, I’m no angel, but my net output is positive right now. It’s art, it’s research, it’s affection, it’s full of possibilities, and now it’s a blog. The world is a sponge, and I am like water. Suck me up I’m loving the feeling. Spit me out I don’t care it’s all a cycle. When I eat, I eat good. When I’m eaten, I taste good.
I think I change the world more than the average person. Not more than the average world-changer, but more than the average person. Is that bragging? I think it is, but I’ve got to do it. Because more people need to change the world.
You should change the world. We should change the world together. That’s the idea here – to change the world together. Cheese is delicious. So delicious that sometimes it’s worth the factory farm, the methane, the refrigerator, the polymer plastic packaging, and the pain in my gut. I’m not even lactose intolerant. I just liked finishing the thread with my personal pain. For me that pain is in my brain.
There is going to be a lot of lying. There will also be facts. Come along, why not?
In the morning, I took an intense shower and bumped the air purification to three. In my Calvins, I sterilized a knife, the surface, and my hands. In the incubator was my baby. I took the knife to her wounds and cut it all away. They’d grow another day even if they didn’t grow in the way I wanted them to. I’ll just keep trying.
