“Can i sit here?”
“I’d rather you not.”
Well me fucking too. So goddamn sorry. Not my fault there aren’t enough seats.

I really need to get back into writing more, so I guess here I go. Anyone familiar with Sarah Anderson? Seen her recent Life Path comic? Yeah. Very relatable right now. I’m just so burnt out and... complacent? in my imagined lack of achievement. Of course, intellectually I know this isn’t the case. But that doesn’t mean much on a deeper level. I’m just waiting for fulfillment, for the zest for life to return. But ultimately what am I waiting for? Motivation to get something done? It’s a rat race. I never actually get anything done, and by the time I’ve done the minimum I need to do to stay on track I’ve lost all motivation so I never get ahead no matter how hard I work, especially since there’s always something to do next. Maybe it’s just because what I’m doing doesn’t matter to me. Valuing what you do is tremendous motivation. But I can’t even always get myself to do the things I do value. Am I just too busy? Possibly. Who knows? Maybe I just need more sleep or a better diet. Everything can be fixed with self care... except staying on schedule. Stress is definitely getting to me. Or is my fixation on love the real issue here? But all I can do on that front is wait and hope. I guess part of this is I need to figure out what I’m doing with my life. Should I stay or should I go? Staying is only a good choice if one ‘maybe’ looks favorable. And that depends on factors outside of my control and a lot of luck. And that maybe is one I would trade for any more promising looking maybe I saw. I really could do a lot of things with my life but the problem is at some point you have to throw a dart at the board and pick. Do I stay based on a gamble? Go somewhere ‘safer’? Pick a different career path entirely? Throw it all away for something else and hope it shakes out in the end? Welp. That was a 2 am existential crisis with Garbage Writer. I’m here all the time except when I dissapear for literal months on end

Oh wait I remember what this post was about... the sentiment stands but in a less malicious manner. I guess it’s more... expectant? Now.

I love how when I call out a politician for failing to meet the most basic standards of decency half the time the response is “but the other guy”. Yeah the other guy without a skeleton filled closet? The one who actually meets bare minimum standards?

Why is Texas

Reminder that the midterm elections are next year

Well fuck

Honestly I see it

What the fuck was the context for this??

I wish I could remember what this quote was

The fuck was this post about????