im happy

I know how to make you feel good.

“Lost” (?) a friend. Gained a friend. A friend left me for a week. Some new personal discoveries. A new sense of freedom and autonomy. A greater hold on my own reality. A sense of responsibility. A new cat. A new dog. Lost that dog. My first real job. And possibly a new…. Someone.

In a week.

It’s really sad. Now that I’m away from something that’s consumed me for the past six months, I’ve begun to realize that I am like Germany after World War II. It’s the perfect analogy.

After the Soviets took the east and the Allies took the west, Germany was a complete rubble heap. A year of intense war, and then the Germans realized “Holy fuck what the fuck just happened.”

A half-year of internal struggle and now that it’s over, I find myself thinking, “What did I do to myself?”

It’s sad. I’m a little sad. But I’ll make it through.

Four shots of whiskey and a corona baby I’m ready to go

Everyone has some sort of inner ability that propels them through life. Like… A person that is smart uses his intelligence to get through life, as a person that is sly uses his cunning ability to manipulate the people around him to get what he wants out of life.

I have my niceness. That sounds über lame… And the fact that I just used the word über makes it a fact that I am lame.

But see what I did there? I depreciate myself to seem modest, and therefore an association with kindness comes into play.

I have been being extremely kind to people lately, and guess what? I’ve been getting everything I want.