Giant Explosions on Oversized TVs

That is what is happening in this room right now. Weird. A taxi just flipped upside down. I am not sure why I feel the need to comment on this, but I think the significance will find me at some point. Anyway. Work done, drive home, wild things, stealing things, I have high hopes for a good night.

Sometimes I wish I could be everything that we all know I am not. Sometimes this is enough. Ups and downs and in betweens.

Compassion. Human Connection. Empathy. How do we really get there? True equality, judgement-free. It will never matter what I have done, what they have done, what you have done, what we have done. Never. It just is.

Our "personality flaws" come from experiences, that is what I like to think. Nothing and no one is pure, not once you've left the womb. So who are any of us to judge what is "right" and "wrong" or "legal" and "illegal?" Or even better yet, who are we to define "beautiful" and "ugly?"