Being along so much, I have plenty of time to reflect on my life. And to be honest with you, I feel like I’m living in a horrible dystopia. My father is dead. My wife has all but left me. I’m being evicted from my closet hovel. I have a closet hovel. I firmly believe that the majority of our society has been injected with a poison and it looks like we’re at the front of a giant die-off. Our government is actively trying to get into a nuclear war with Russia and it’s the Democrats who are pushing it. The government has been hijacked by a group of internationalist homicidal fascists bent on enslaving us (something they have announced openly) and they have teamed up with (and model their system after) a Chinese government that has openly said it has an existential imperative to destroy the United States and openly put biological warfare as a viable method for doing it. I didn’t get my cookie with my Postmates delivery. These are dark days.

I have to change my outlook and I’m doing my best to do that. I did 2 hour-long jogs in Mission Bay Park today. I’m determined to work on myself and to save my marriage. I do have a vision of the man I want to be. And you know what? If the world ends, I still want to be the same guy.

I’ve got work to do.