Everything is so loud, so loud, and I am so sad and so scared. I hate that the worst things and people who champion them become SO loud. How are any of us supposed to live much less even thrive with all of this fucking noise? Fuck them all forever.

another day has been given to us. may we tend to our health.

covid and flu vaccines. arm hurts. bitterly, bitingly cold in the city.

i cant write. it’s killing me. all the words are piling up and rotting inside of me and i’m afraid i’ll never be able to write like i could again.

day spent recovering from night. thinking again and again how much i love my friends, marveling at how they would do anything for me.