I cannot tell a lie. It was Velshi that chopped down the cherry tree. String him up, if for no better reason than for his punishment to act as a detergent to would be ass-enders.
I almost came up with something nice to say today, something that might make people feel better about the current situation, but honestly, that crap flew right out of my head. I was thinking about the common condition, how we share in some of our destiny, how things can intertwine, like bailing wire in the bicycle spokes.
I just have a hard time feeling real empathy for people, sitting where I am, as kind of a solitary figure. Not that there is no hope for me. Several years ago I finally started emotionally reacting to things in entertainment, as if I had real, genuine feelings. I was surprised by this, that I reacted to something, almost like a regular person.
None more surprised than me.
Sounding the depth of things, and all.
Acting as a detergent for worse things, I suppose.