so here we are.
here i am.
the solipsistic aspect of my existing wont let me ask this any other way: how the fuck else am i supposed to feel?!
mind that interrobang; im just as curious as i am upset. afterall, why should i be questioning why the fuck at 28 im wrestling the same situations as i was at 23, 20, 16...
i suppose i'll just run more conversation in my head. let the ticker tape spew on.
better to lose without fighting that to win on a fools gambit.