i'm tired.

and i'm removing the 'no gods no masters' bumper sticker.

(for whatever reason

because no one understands its intent)

but friends make me smile.

but then i can't see or hug them.

but then i have a hemp purse.

but then i'm not going to see jason mraz this week.

i'm respectful/they've won/we've compromised.

i still feel endlessly, inescapably blah.

(but then i still love all of you.)

unearned unhappiness... that's all right, i guess.

ps - my supergold membership expires in 16 days. i am more concerned about this than my car insurance bill.)