My son has a girlfriend.
That is all.
(Some of your replies to my posts lately have me thinking I should clarify something I don’t really want to talk about: Pablo moved back to...
I accidentally bought Oreos with birthday cake filling
life is hell
I wonder if my life might be a meaningless void and all of my concerns just shallow nonsense.
Then I listen to conversations other people have on the train.
And I think nah, I’m doing okay.