some people are bitches.

and i'm not one of them.

okay, i am a little.
but while the world keeps doing its thing--turning, turning and turning
i'm going to sit back.
absorb it all.
laugh at them, cry for them, wonder about them.

this life is a tragedy. here one moment, and gone the next.
it's only fair that we do what we want, say what we think.
raise our voices in opposition or in rally-cries.
it is important that we love when we love, but not to the extreme.

live just to be in it.

so it goes.

yesterday
we lost a voice. a thought-provoking, triumphant and hilarious voice.

there's nothing left to argue.
kurt vonnegut is dead.

what.

i can't help myself.
i am a total disaster.


what would i be if i were miles away from here now?