mh (-)
Right now life in general feels kinda like rolling down a steep hill in a barrel. Parts of it are undeniably kinda fun and exciting, but it's increasingly clear not everyone will come out of it all right.
I want to lean my head out and scream, "Whee! This is terrible!", and mean every word of it, except I'm afraid of catching a(nother) rock in the teeth.
Not that anyone can make any damn sense out of what I'm saying anyhow. Not while I'm still spinning down a hill.
Maybe for me, it will actually end in something other than a plunge down a ravine. It looks like my brother is getting the ravine, and while I can't say I'd go in his place, I still want to throttle the SOB who left a ravine there in the first place.