Normally I’m not a big fan of complaining. But today I am going to make an exception.
When did life get so damn complicated? When did it all become so mind numbingly tedious yet so bizarre that we all started wearing masks and keeping six feet from each other and staying inside and avoiding our friends as if they were enemies?
Why do I have ten thousand items of clothing yet nothing to wear?
Why do I have to answer so many questions? Why do I even know all the answers? Who the hell put this gourd on my desk? Why do I have a post office box?
Why did I break up with my boyfriend? I miss my step children terribly. Why when I start being nice does he think I’m being a jerk?
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
More later.