A couple of weeks ago, I had a conversation with a friend to check in and see if she was doing okay. She responded that yes, she was fine, just overwhelmed with things. I said something like, “Dude, fucking life, right?” and she said something like, “You know, when I’m drowning it doesn’t make me […]
For those of you familiar with my articles here, you know that it is not uncommon for me to come home from a long day of work to be greeted with the deathly stench of cat feces. It is, unfortunately, something I have just become accustomed to. It is, as they say, what it is.