

I complain too much. Constantly reminding myself to look on the brighter side of things.


I complain too much. Constantly reminding myself to look on the brighter side of things.
“The worst sickness of men tends to originate in the sentimental way they try to combat their sicknesses. What seems like an easy cure, in the long run produces something worse than what it’s supposed to overcome. Fake consolations always have to be paid for with a general and profound worsening of the original complaint.”
-Nietzsche
Cathy tells me I’m from a different era. Then she adds, “You’re like an old lady in a young person’s body.” I like to believe she means that I’m an old soul, which is a compliment, right? Not like, “You’re lame and you act like 90 year old,” right?

Soon, soon, very soon.


Sick day. Made these instead of getting any work done, oops.
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