random doodle of a room atop

and some weirdness at the bottom

with Larry and Kolt

I am in a general abyss in terms of imagination

no real direction in life to speak of, only resentment and boredom

but it's better to accept the direction things fall in than it is to expect flight to happen

until the veritable end, that reverses everything, is made to happen


until then "fuck everything" is a natural mantra