Today, I don’t particularly like it here.

This may be because I haven’t had enough to eat today; I probably should have had the whole can of soup instead of half. It may be due to rolling hormones shifting my mood. It may be the wet socks keeping my feet slightly damp. It may be my still single state and feeling as if I completely lack the skills to flirt and “snag” someone. It may be the several hours I spent in Planned Parenthood today, supporting a friend invoking her right to choose. It may be this crazy, painful world; this place that makes terminating a pregnancy a seem like a good idea. Maybe it was the the article I read about the police killings in Seattle.

Whatever.

I could make my list stretch on, but what’s the point? At least I feel something.

Many blessings to us brave souls, choosing to exist here!