April 26, 2016
Feelings, feelings, feelings. I read somewhere that worrying about your gender identity and worrying too much about yourself and who you are as a person means we are living in a decadent society. When all the basic issues of food, clothing, shelter, and adequate money are out of the way, your mind has nothing better to do than to worry itself and eat itself from the inside out, so you end up with ulcers over nothing. Sometimes it sucks being a human. I'd rather be a cat and sleep all day and worry about nothing in particular except my next meal.