Quick, everyone, look at the funny blogger man who’s suddenly very overly-conscious of people reading this…

Is this karma, me living through what I imagine I’ve put so many others through, or is it simply me being a self-imagined martyr?

Yeah. That about sums it up.

I wish I could clarify, for myself, in myself, what it is I’m feeling, what I’m thinking.

Or maybe I wish I had something more concrete in the way of an answer. But that concrete something should be positive. Which, of course, is why I don’t ask, because I’m pretty sure it’s not.

Love kills slowly. Hope dies last.

Happy Wednesday, fuckers.