The last person I hugged before the pandemic lockdown was my mother. The first person I hugged after my vaccination was…my mother. It’s pretty obvious. I am shit at this whole “building a society of friends around myself” thing. Absolute failure. Nobody else? Nobody? Nobody.
Tag Archives: friends
Dream Down
Dreams are bullshit and mean nothing, generally. But sometimes they can be used to reveal where your head’s at. Here’s where my head’s at: I’m hanging out with a lot of people, out in the world. Finally, there’s society. We’re talking, having fun. Sun’s out and everything’s green and warm. Blue sky day. This girl …
Pandemic, People, Purity, Paranoia
I think what twists us up the most about COVID-19 is that we have to assume everybody else has COVID-19 until they prove that they have COVID-19. That’s a hyper-paranoid way to walk through life. It really is. It’s like saying, “you have to assume everybody else is the secret police until they prove that …
Handle
YOU DON’T KNOW ME. Seriously, you probably don’t. You only know what I tell you. If you knew any more, you’d be my friend. And I don’t have any of those. I just have people who think they can predict me. And I absolutely can’t have that.