Absolute rubbish

I used to have friends.

I like to pretend they were swept away in the endless currents of life, taking us all on different paths of career, adventure and family.

If I’m honest, they probably left because I was always talking trash.

I am Cone Alone.


Stationed alone

This time of year has me wondering: what are people celebrating?

I just can’t understand buying more stuff and eating too much food.

What does that accomplish?

I also have a hard time justifying human holidays built on violence and religious supremacy.

So, I think I’ll sit this one out and watch the trains go by, hoping they bring a better society.

I may be waiting a while.

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