the complexities of the human condition never fail to overwhelm me in the newest ways. Facing the world, barely alive, barely aged with the oldest soul... And I feel the moment soaring by like the hurricane winds I've missed by ignoring the weather channel. Which I used to watch to fall asleep...
As it reminds me of such simple things, such as the weather is never quite predictable. And I'm not fucked, not quite. But barely.