There is such a thing as too much information

Just because I know,
or even if I just suspect,
it doesn't necessarily mean I want to see pictures.

Not even at this late date.

Escatological Flurries

Folk sure seem obsessed with the end of the world lately.

I mean more than the usual fantasies about fiery destruction, robot uprisings, killer plagues or the zombie apocalypse.

Some days it's almost like everyone is holding their collective breath, waiting for something big to happen.

Maybe it's just me, and this job I'm working, and the people I run into working the shifts that I work.

But there's definitely been an apocalyptic breeze blowing these last few weeks.

Everyone at the same time crazy and subdued. 

Children acting out, but afraid of looking bad in front of the new principal.


We're all waiting,

for what no one seems to know,

but we're waiting all the same.

Eventful

An interesting couple of weeks.
Not bad,
not good,
just interesting.

All I can say about it,
all I need to say.

No major life changes,
just interesting encounters with interesting people.

It's like the whole world just contracted a case of honesty.

Refreshing.
Beautifully strange.

What comes next?

40

Well shit, that happened.

Guess time flies when you're not paying attention.