i'm up at 4:20 thinking of the dismal and deranged prospect of life in the imperially insane carceral state after the freak spectacle of tonights unprecedentedly squalid, vapid presidential debate. thinking of that, precisely naught, insanely wrought, that sucking spirit vacuum, that unaccountably charged, negated, isolated, lonely and inane failed state.

i'm up at 4:26 bathed in the light of a full moon floating above the city and two calm and comforting cats. 

i may have alienated people in my life and i may have alienated myself, but i'm still here, and i want to be here where i am and as i am, inalienable, in fond, in this time and space, with r. and our two kid cats, come what may.