I’m buying Imax tickets for the first showing here. I may make a whole weekend of it.
When life turns to shit, I turn to the movies. So glad it is summer.
Snapshot
My son, just now as he walked out while flipping me off:
You can just die, you ducking cunt.
My phone censored this, not I.
Treading water
I don’t have much to write, or maybe I have too much.
In any case I can’t. in fact, I’m not sure what the hell I’m doing writing this, except as usual I feel compelled to write or do something. I use this space as a really cheap (really bad) therapist at times. Tonight is no exception.
I’m still breathing. So that means there is still hope.