Some Days Are Just Like This.

I can’t say today was awful, but it wasn’t extraordinary either. So I decided to end today with some donuts (25 munchkins and some extra donuts that just looked good) and a bottle of wine. I think of it as a cure, but a cure for what? My normal average life? Or the crazy one that I really have? But don’t we all have crazy lives in real life? So does everyone need a cure? Maybe it shouldn’t matter to me, but in my boring days when I don’t do anything, I worry about the human race. Are we all the same in our craziness? No, that can’t be. But if “normal” isn’t real, then what does unite us? And yet there are so many things that tear us apart. I know I just don’t and probably can’t understand the complexities of it all. 

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