Everyone's asleep except me. And you.

Well Adjusted

Well Adjusted

I had lunch with a friend today who says after some medical issues he’d been given some drugs to combat infection. A side effect was decreased libido.

”It’s like it’s completely removed,” he said.

He seemed well-adjusted, if not pacified.

And it occurred to me that those who see the truth of life do one of two things.

Get really well adjusted.

Or kill themselves.

Though I suppose there is a third way: Wobble back and forth between believing it and not believing it; between being fine with it all and being angry at it all — until you just fall down and die.

The Time of the Bully

The Time of the Bully