Tiptoeing the edge between “live my life” and “rage against the machine”

Doechii growling my way through the morning headlines and alt national park service updates.

I don’t have a great deal of confidence that my sanity will survive allergy season and regime change at the same time.

Having that occasional urge to watch “What Dreams May Come” and ugly cry. I know I’m not the only one.

Totally serious question: what is with the orange circus wanting to own/invade/absorb other countries? So far they want Canada, Greenland, Great Britain, and Germany. It’s too twisted to wrap my brain around.

Thinking about getting my husband some gray joggers for Christmas and calling them lingerie.

Forget everything I’ve ever said before. I now know what I want to be when I grow up: a problem.

Well, here we are … chasing that Twitter 2008 feeling.