heard and no

it’s morning here on sunday. 8am.

generally i wake up calm and mostly peaceful but instead am cantankerous.

tried sleeping for hours and around 5am my brain decided to give up, but if I could have kicked it in the head to get it to surrender sooner i would have.

woke to texts. it was the guys. my blood starting boiling. one, it’s fucking sunday, two, it’s fucking sunday, and three, trying to direct or tell me what to do is as effective as them cutting off their testicles to play basketball; no one wants to see a silent swish made with bloody balls. fuckers. this week for fuck’s sake. i need to leave this week.

heard about juneteenth but buried my head in the sand about what it meant. spent two seconds reading about it and it’s bullshit. more bullshit.

heard about father’s day but buried my head the sand about what it meant. spent a lifetime reading about it and it’s bullshit. more bullshit.

the place is fucking spotless though. i could eat off the toilet. who’ll know?


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