smoke wafts into the city

[osowhat]

the sky outside is filled with smelly, smoky haze. I can't believe the wildfires made it this far.

the therapist made me wonder. maybe what i want is not that good for me afterall. i'm confused. i want to sit on the couch and watch britcoms with friends (and champ) and wail and moan.

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[mozguynatl]

you shall baby,,,
you shall.

most of the time, that is all I need anymore to make me feel happy.

I call that progress.