We’re all gonna run out of road, soon enough and sure enough, and when we do, we’re going to want our loving wives (or husbands) right by our side. To comfort us and console us. To help us through the hard times. To try and kill us in our sleep. To hold the glass steady when our hands are shaking too hard. That’s most of the time, now. You know it. You know it. Christ, everyone knows it.
how to take care of ourselves, 101
we do so much stupid and wrong to destroy ourselves;
this will be a space to promote the things we do right
& talk of what we could do better.
May4
