Disorder is the nature of the genius and the idiot alike. Maybe better said, finding order or calm in chaos is what good people do.
I have not sat down to do this in too long. Here I am. I'm still here.
Things I think:
I like winter when it snows. I'm not afraid of ice and snow and feel comfortable walking and driving in both. I like the challenge and the clean coldness. I have a mind of winter. I am the snowman.
It's hard to be married.
It's hard to be divorced.
It's hard to raise a kid.
Humanity is totally off their rockers.
Facebook is so totally fucking stupid.
Why do we shame ourselves and each other and then pretend to try to reverse that by lifting each other up and then shame each other for feeling bad in the first place? Why? There are about two hundred million articles on NOT shaming: our bodies, mothers, parenthood, cell phone use, taking time for yourself, drinking, not drinking, women, nudity, perversions, killers, innocents, "the world", love, gays, gay love, straight love, old-fashioned love, lust, and on NOT shaming Amy Schumer's tummy, thighs, thoughts, jokes, nasty sex, slutty nature, clothing, drinking, coke habit. (Hey Amy, I told you that you would eventually make it into my blog, so BAM!) So much time spent on not shaming. It's shame, really.
Things I know:
I am included in humanity.
I shame myself and others. (And then read those stupid fucking articles about loving myself and all of you assholes for who we are. It's a sin and a shame and worse, a HUGE WASTE of time, which, is the thing that is most shameful. Feel bad about losing time to stupid, fake, useless, non-life-changing articles. )
I'm a good mother and love my kid.
I liked being married.
I like being divorced.
I miss my family.
We make our lives harder than our lives really are. It's not that hard, yo. It's just not. Watch Shameless for two hours or drive to the worst neighborhood that you can think of and sit there for two hours on a Friday night, and tell me again how bad we have it?
The economy is about to tank again, so pay off your debts and save some moolah now.
Buy a house now if you can. Interest rates are about to go crazy. (insider trading right here people.)
Will I ever win PowerBall?
If my friends win, will they give money or something? Or is it like, whatevs, H, row your own boat.
How many New Year's Resolutions are now being unfulfilled?
How many more dudes in their 60's will die this week/month?
Isn't 60/70 pretty young these days?
Did Bowie beat his wife? I can't remember.