As some French guy said (can’t find the source of the quote though I thought at one time it was Nerval), “I want to die a ridiculous death.” I sang the Brady Bunch Theme on a particularly hairy drive down narrow, rain-lashed roads through the Coastal Range in the hopes that, should I die, as it most definitely seemed I would, any survivors would mention that the last thing I said was “…they youngest one in curls…”
As the great and powerful Fishmortal once so sagely said, “I wish I were suicidal.” Well said, Fishmortal. I have reached a point in my life where I can’t figure out how I’m going to lie to myself anymore. I mean “be positive.” All the things left me to do are just a long list of precisely those things I am not going to be able to. The rest of this is just going to be marking time, and that’s something I’ve always been just terrible at.
Wish me luck. This is going to be a long fucking wait.
