I was just thinking today about how sad a person’s life must be if they’ve decided that the absolute best use of their time is to sit in front of a screen pretending to be other people, searching for places they can infiltrate, slide on over, burglarize some stranger’s personal discussion with some other stranger/s, put together some sort of contradictory rhetoric they are sure will incite rage, or panic, or hatred and anger, then sit back and pop some popcorn and wait for their handiwork to ignite something they can get righteously indignant over…etc.

Super sad to be them.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.

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