28 December 2009 Brutal.
Last night I again sat up all night writing, and continue writing now. So many words; so few posted. “In a world of thieves, the only final sin is stupidity.”
Unfortunately, stupidity marks many of my decisions lately — many more, perhaps, than it did before. I not uncomfortable enough anymore, as I can finally see the home fires from the summit of a brutal crag.
Brutal is how first described 2009, in 2008, because I knew it would be then. It was. And now some rotten bastard has stolen my iPhone at the finish line. Mother. Fuck. Er.
Bring on the International Year of Biodiversity. I’m ready.