If I could be permitted, I’d like to re-dub May as the month of You’ve Got To Be Fucking Kidding Me. Frankly, it’s a bit more appropriate than May. I may not do much of anything. I’m simply not permitted. But I can have lots of stuff rain down on my head.
Basically, this month has been ridiculously frustrating for me. And there’s really no way to talk about any of it with alienating certain people, or starting wars with others. I just don’t have anyone to talk to about any of this stuff. I can’t even talk about it in the vaguest of ways.
I sort of feel things slipping away again and there’s no one to turn to.