Saturday, September 28, 2019

i honestly never intended to make it to 40, so i never planned my life around things i'd do at 40. i didn't even plan to make it to 30, really.

i don't want to romanticize death, because i'm not like that - i understand that we only get one chance, and once you turn off the electricity, that's it. logic is pretty ruthless here; you want to avoid that, as long as you can. right?

well, if you only plan around completing a certain set number of things, existence might not seem worthwhile any more.

barring some catastrophe, it does look like i'm going to make it there, and then what? well, i'm not going to change my outlook on life. i'm not going to discover goals i never had.

i need to finish my art, and i have quite a bit of it left, and we'll see what happens after that.

i'm not sure i'll ever feel as though my work is truly complete, but i don't think i'll last very much longer if i ever do. i don't think i'll prolong it....

the liberals are supposed to do better than this.