I am so aware of not using my size to intimidate people that sometimes I’m actually unaware of it.
Until some tiny hipster who failed to yield for an emergency vehicle hits my car and then gets out of his car being all defensive, I guess.
Halloween was a rare night off. I spent it recharging batteries.
I continue to be dramatic and idealistic.
Also, I’ve been reading a lot of Bernie Wrightson comics lately. I think it shows here.
On the one hand, I appreciate the ways in which sports can bring people together.
On the other, as incredibly self-involved as I may be, there is nothing I give a shit about that I assume random passers-by on the street give enough of a shit about to tell them about it, unprovoked and unasked.
Physician, heal thyself.
“I’m too scared to face this.”
“I’m too weak to face this.”
Lies that are very easy to believe.
Dreams can speak volumes.
This was the oldest I ever felt in my entire life.
Rolling your eyes is probably the correct reaction to this.
The simple joy of coffee on a cool, rainy autumn day.