The Worst is Yet to Come

The American government has only begun to sell us down the river.

Eating food through straws quickly got old. I am now perpetually hungry and yet somehow I can’t find enough excitement in me to suck down another cup of bone broth.

This puts me into a dickish mood where I can’t even be troubled to respond to text messages. “How are you?” people will ask in a way to which they already know the answer. I’d rather spend my…